La'Shara Stands atop the bar a pint in her hand as she sings for the patrons of the "Farmer's Daughter"
[B]"I'll hang my hat, on the crescent moon
and we'll dance, dance, dance
while the heavens play our tune
Upon the stars, I'll count your charms
And we'll dance, dance, dance
Till we are snuggling in each others arms

Let's dance, and sing
Effected by the altitude of our nocturnal fling
It's, a magic thing
And I am growing dizzy knowing what the night will bring
We are high above the rooftops as we dance and twirl
And far below we see the lights upon the world"[/B]
She sings as the teamsters around her feet join in and enjoy her impromptu minstrel show
The Bar keep grins as her singing seems to have increased his customer's need for Ale & Stout which they order in a steady stream.
La'Shara dances back and forth along the bar top never even so much as trembling a tankarde as she passes by.
[B]"We'll waltz, and sway
Acting out out parts, in our midnight play
You sweep me, away
Gliding on the starlight or each newborn moonlight ray
I could only wish the night would last forevermore
As we grow ever closer to Heaven's door 

Let's enjoy, this precious time
Having you here with me must be Nature's own design
Having you, as mine
Heaven's intervention, truly was divine
Your the only reason in the world that I would say
I wish it could, be night each day" 
[/B] she sings encouraging the powerful an heavyset men around her to join their baritone to her own voice.
The street outside displays how unusual it is to hear such cheerful song come from the Teamster's pub as people pause with confused and curious expressions.
Some of the brave or foolish curious enter to better understand what is happening within the normally somber Inn
La'Shara motions the brave an the foolish to join in and soon she has filled the little pub to it's limit.
Her musical voice is now accompanied by a flute and mandolin as two wandering bards join her.
[B]"Oh, well, who wouldn't be a sailor lad, a sailin'on the main, To gain the goodwill of his captain's good name A He came ashore, one evening for to be, And that was the beginning of my own true love and me, for it's
 Home, boys, home, home I'd like to be, Home for a while in the old Country Where the oak and the ash and the bonny rowan tree Are all a growing greener in the north Country 
Well I asked her for a candle for to light me up to bed, And likewise for a handkerchief to tie around me head, She tended to me needs like a young maid ought to do, So then I says to her, now won't you leap in with me too and it's 
Well she jumped into bed, making no alarm, Thinking a young sailor lad could do to her no harm. Well I hugged her and I kissed her the whole night long, Till she wished the short night had been nine years long,"
[/B] Sings La'Shara as she flirts with all the men present and thinks how much she believes she loves this town