THE SONGBOOK OF MISTRESS SIR TRUDE LACKLANDIA PART THREE
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The Mercenary Song
(Words By .. The Shire Of Rauchenderburg)
(17 May A.S. XX)
My Lord And My Lady Are One In The Same
Many A Victory I've Won In Their Name
For Drachma's And Shilling's And Gilder's And Gold
My Courage Is Manly My Valor Is Bold
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead But That's My Line Of Work
From Arabia's Deserts To Norway's Fjords
I'll Pillage The Countryside's Killing The Lords
My Needs They Are Simple At Last When I'm Paid
A Bottle Of Mead And A Bossomy Maid
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead But That's My Line Of Work
If You Meet My Price Then I'm Off To The Fray
Here's Something To Ponder While I'm On My Way
Don't Fight With A Viking Who's Richer Than You
If He Tops Your Offer Then Guess What I'll Do
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead But That's My Line Of Work
Off With The Norman's I Sailed To The War
And Fought Many Battles On England's Grey Shores
The Saxon's Were Bold But The Norman's Had Gold
And So With The Money My Sword It Was Sold
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead, But That's My Line Of Work
The Lords Give Out Titles The Ladies Just Flirt
But They Don't Mean Anything Cause I'm A Merc
Titles And Ladies Are Often A Curse
I'm More Reassured By The Weight Of My Purse
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead, But That's My Line Of Work
Lock Up Your Daughters An Lock Up Your Wives
Pray To Your Gods And Fear For Your Lives
With Maces And Axes And Swords In Our Hand's
For The Right Price We Will Slay Any Man
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead, But That's My Line Of Work
Merc's Have Fought Battles In Many Great Wars
And When I Am Through With The Blood And The Gore
You'll Find Me Out Spending The Gold I've Been Paid
Rip Roaring Drunk With A Buxom Young Maid
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead, But That's My Line Of Work
Lock Up Your Treasures With Merc's On The Loose
A Merc Can Bear Hardship And Blatant Abuse
A Merc Will Go Anywhere Fearless And Bold
But The Sight Of A Moose Turns His Testicles Cold
I'm A Merc Merc I Am A Merc
Make Me An Offer And I'll Be A Merc
I'll Fight Off The Norsemen
I'll Fight Off The Turks
I'm Sorry You're Dead, But That's My Line Of Work
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THE WAR OF THE MERMEN
Am Em
TIS A LEGEND OF FEAR IN ANSTEORRA AND CALENTIR
G D Am
OF A LAKESHORE OUTSIDE OF FAYETTVILLE
Em
IT IS SAID THAT THE MUD HAS A THIRST FOR MEN'S BLOOD
G D Am
AND THE WRATH OF THE SPRING RAINS IS DREADFUL
MANY HUNDREDS WERE THERE, LORDS AND LADIES MOST FAIR
AS OF COURSE WERE THE KING AND THE WARLORD
MOST HAD TRAVELED QUITE FAR, CRAMMING TWELVE IN A CAR
TO THIS PLACE BEYOND EITHER SIDES BORDERS
FOLKS OF MANY A SHIRE STOOD AROUND THE BONFIRE
AND SANG THE IMPERIUM COMPOUND
THUS THE FOLKS WHO ARIVED AFTER SEVEN HOUR DRIVES
MOST ASSUREDLY GOT A WARM WELCOME
THEN THE MORNING CAME SOON AND IT PASSED ON TO NOON
WHILE THEY DID THREESCORE AUTHORIZATIONS
ALL THE LADIES AND GENT'S LOUNGED AROUND BY THEIR TENTS
AND COMBATED THEIR GROWING IMPATIENCE
FOR ALL ANYONE KNEW IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN TRUE
THE HEAD MAN MIGHT HAVE BEEN AN ALBINO
FOR IF YOU ASKED AROUND 'ABOUT WHERE HE MIGHT BE FOUND
ALL THAT ANYONE SAID WAS "DAM'FINO!"
BUT AT LAST THE TIME CAME AND UPON THE FLOOD-PLAIN
ALL THE FIGHTERS COMMENCED WITH THEIR MAULING--
BUT THE CROWD LOOKED ABOUT AND THEIR HEARTS FILLED WITH DOUBT
FOR ALREADY THE RAINDROPS WERE FALLING
THEN THE WARLORD AND KING STEPPED OUT INTO A RING
MADE BY EIGHTEEN MEN PICKED FOR THEIR PROWESS
BUT THE WARLORD WAS HURT WHEN HE SLIPPED IN THE DIRT
WHICH HAD BEEN TURNED TO MUD BY THE SHOWERS
THEN THE SKY BECAME DARK AND THE RAIN CAME DOWN HARD
'CAUSE THE MUD WANTED PINTOS FOR DINNER
IT WAS SOGGY AND DREAR AS THEY PACKED UP THEIR GEAR
AND CONCEDED THE FIGHT TO THE WINNER
BY THE TIME THEY WERE PACKED THEY COULD NOT DOUBT THE FACTS
AND THE CAMPSITE WAS EVACUATED
THE POINTS FOR THE WOODS FIGHT WERE TO GO TO THE SIDE
OF THE LAST CAR TO GET OUT UNAIDED
BUT ALL THAT THEY GAINED WAS THE RUST IN THEIR CHAIN
AND THE MUD THAT ENCRUSTED THEIR LAUNDRY
THEY COULD NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT HAD FOULED UP THEIR PLANS
AS THEY LEFT THEY WERE ALL IN A QUANDARY
THINGS MIGHT HAVE BEEN ALL RIGHT IF THE PREVIOUS NIGHT
THE HAD THOUGHT TO CHECK IN WITH THE COAST GUARD
BUT MY OL' UNCLE CLEM HE FORGOT TO TELL THEM
'BOUT THE SEASONAL RAINS IN THE OZARKS
REPEAT 1
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Paladins Theme
(Words .. Lady Ellen Aelfrige of Dragons Ley)
(Tune .. Men Of Harlech)
Mighty Fighter, For Forsetti
Stand And Fight, Forever Ready
Truth And Honor, Brave And Steady
Justice Will Prevail
Forward To The Battle
Drive The Foes Like Cattle
Evil Flees With Trembling Knees
Crawling, Falling, Cringing And Retreating
Right Is Might The Age Old Story
Blood And Fury, Guts And Glory
Cowards Flee In Fear All Hoary
Justice Will Prevail
Noble Service, With Cheer Given
Nature Pure And Spirit Shriven
Forward Bravely Foes Are Driven
Justice Will Prevail
War Is Fair And Pleasing
Glory, Dear And Easy
Low The Foe, They Run And Go
Cowards, Weak, Disgusting, Gross And Sleezy
Battle Is The Test Of Manhood
Death To All Who Fight The True Good
Honor Ladies As A Knight Should
Justice Will Prevail
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Rose Rounds
(Words Courtesy .. Viscountess Kaylitha)
Rose, Rose, Rose, Rose
Shall I Ever See Thee Wed
I Will Marry At Thy Will Sire
At Thy Will
Hey, Ho Nobody Home
Meat Nor Drink Nor Money Have I None
Yet I Will Be Merry
Ah, Poor Bird
Take Thy Flight
Far Above The Sorrows
Of This Sad Night
I Watched as My Love Did Undress
Oh, How His Eyes Were The Blue Of Loch Ness
I Said "Jamie Dear, You Sure Have A Rear,
But What Happened To All The Rest
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Shiny Armor
(Words by .. Robert Grey and the Shire)
(Tune .. Silver Bells)
Nasty Giants, Wicked Giants
And they Storm on the Hill
And the Rest of us All Want to Retreat
But the Fighter in Bright Armor Says That We Must Attack
And That is Why We All Sing
Paladins, Paladins, They're Going to Get Us All Killed
Paladins, Paladins, They'll Get Us All Killed One Day
Mighty Wizard, Evil Wizard
With his Staff and his Rod
And his Wand, Scepter, Ring, Cloak and Orb
With a Scroll and a Scarab and a Couple of Tomes
And the Paladin Just Says "Convert "
Paladins, Paladins, They're Going to Get Us All Killed
Paladins, Paladins, They'll Get Us All Killed One Day
As we Wander Thru the Dungeon
And We Try to be QUIET
All of Us Dressed in Leather and Padding
there's a Jingle and a Jangle and a Clankety Clank
Cause the Paladin's Still Dressed in Plate
Paladins, Paladins, They're Going to Get Us All Killed
Paladins, Paladins, They'll Get Us All Killed One Day
Now the Cleric, He Will Heal Us
And we Know That is Right
For That is a Cleric's True Function
And the Paladin With his Two Points
Tries to Steal his Limelight
Oh God, That Guys Ego's too Much
Paladins, Paladins, They're Going to Get Us All Killed
Paladins, Paladins, They'll Get Us All Killed One Day
Demigorgon, Beelzebub and all of the Rest
And Every Darn Demon You've Heard of
And We Said No We Won't Do It, You Can Do It Yourself
And Somehow the Paladin WON
Paladins, Paladins, All of them Seem to Lead Charmed Lives
Paladins, Paladins, They're the Last Ones Left Alive.
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SONNET FOR COUNTESS SIR TRUDE
COUNT SIR JEHAN DE LA MARCH AS XXIII
IN TIME OF WAR HER SWORD'S SWIFT SLASHING BLOWS
SLIP PAST THE SUREST SHIELD TO OVERWHELM
THE FIERCEST AND THE FASTEST OF HER FOES
WHEREFORE SHE RIGHTLY BEARS THE ATTIC HELM
IN PEACE HER SOFT VOICE SINGS US SONGS SO SWEET
YET SWEETER STILL THE BAKE-MEATS OF HER FEAST
HER HAND INSCRIBES OUR CHARTER FAIR AND NEAT
WHEREFORE SHE BEARS THE DRAGON OF THE FAR EAST
IN LABOR LONG FOR ALL OUR BARONY
SHE GIVES US FAITHFUL SERVICE NIGHT AND DAY
WITHOUT HER WORK OUR SHIRE WOULD SCARCELY BE
WHEREFORE SHE BEARS THE ORDER OF THE BOUGET
AND LASTLY, THIS KIND LADY WE MUST CALL
FOR COURTESY THE FLOWER OF US ALL
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Nobody's Squire Now
(Words .. Lady Brynna of Aelfstanbury)
(Tune .. Nobodys Maugey)
Somebody's Squire By The Side Of The Field
Somebody's Squire Who Held When He Should Yield
Someones Favorite Red Belt Got Knocked Clean Out Of Sight
When He Ran On To The Field And Offered Challange To A Knight
Yesterday He Fought And Slayed In His Fighter's Paradise
Smashing Shields And Bashing Helms And Never Thinking Twice
Now He's Nothing But A Pile Of Scrap
That Don't Smell Very Nice
He's Nobody's Squire Now
Now You That Have A Squire, Be Sure To Hold Him In
Don't Let Him Argue With A Knight,
That Knight Is Bound To Win
And If On The Tourney Field, You Let Him Run Amuck
Well My Friend, I'm Warning You, He'll Be S*&% Out Of Luck
If You Let Him Take Bearkiller On,
I'm Afraid That Will Be That
You'll Hear One Last Beserker Yell,
Then A Loud Resounding Splat
And Your Squire Will Be Slightly Dead And Very, Very Flat
He's Nobody's Squire (And He'll Never Get No Higher)
He's Nobody's Squire Now
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Squire Malone
(Words by .. Lady Brynna of Aelfstanbury)
(Tune .. Molly Malone)
When Warriors Praise Rightly
Those Deeds Brave And Knightly
There's None Can Compare To Young Squire Malone
For He Showed No Fear
At Pennsic Last Year
When He Held The Bridge All Alone, Alone-O
Alone, Alone-O, Alone, Alone-O
When He Held The Bridge Alone, Alone-O
For The King Had A Plan
That None Could Withstand
It Required One Fighter To Stand In The Breach
Our Young Squire Stood Forth
For All He Was Worth
And Said "I'll Hold The Bridge All Alone", Alone-O
Alone, Alone-O, Alone, Alone-O
When He Held The Bridge Alone, Alone-O
So He Stood His Ground
While His Army 'Crept Round
To Attack From The Rear According To Plan
But Malone Paid The Cost
As His Shield Arm He Lost
For He Was Outnumbered, Alone, Alone-O
Alone, Alone-O, Alone, Alone-O
When He Held The Bridge Alone, Alone-O
Then A Polearm Came Thrusting
His Helm Nearly Bursting
And That Was The End Of Brave Squire Malone
His King Won The Battle
But His Wits Were Rattled
Swore He'd Fight No More Armies Alone, Alone-O
Alone, Alone-O, Alone, Alone-O
When He Held The Bridge Alone, Alone-O
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