Original Submissions by Narffle of type 'Songs'
-
War Under the Sun
Added on May 2, 2005Traditional Folksong honoring those lost in wars.
Legend will tell us that we won the war, that we suffer the pain of oppression no more,
that we fought with the sun shining on our attack, but where was the sun on the road headed back.
Eamin was a farm hand, who held his mate tight.
Told her he loved her, but he had to fight.
He wanted the freedom for his sons to be won.
So he marched off to war to fight under the sun.
O - it was long ago that our kinsmen died, fighting for freedom, their children and pride.
Many fine men lost their lives that day, and they told us it was glory under bloody Jihae,
Marawyn was a young lass who answered the call.
Her father had fallen defending the wall.
Her heart had to make sure that justice was done.
So she marched off to war to fight under the sun.
O - it was long ago that our kinsmen died, fighting for freedom, their children and pride.
Many fine men lost their lives that day, and they told us it was glory under bloody Jihae,
Lenatir owned a shop where he peddled his wares.
But he'd just had enough of the 'naki's damn stares.
Took his sword off the wall, for he'd never run.
And he marched off to war to fight under the sun.
O - it was long ago that our kinsmen died, fighting for freedom, their children and pride.
They told us it was glory under bloody Jihae, but remember the men not with us today.
O - it was long ago that our kinsmen died, fighting for freedom, their children and pride.
Remember the men who saw the war won, men that loved, men that died - that fought under the sun.
Legend will tell us that we won the war, that we suffer the pain of oppression no more,that we fought with the sun shining on our attack, but where was the sun on the road headed back.
Eamin was a farm hand, who held his mate tight.
Told her he loved her, but he had to fight.
He wanted the...
Continue Reading...Tilted Stool, The
Added on May 2, 2005Sung by Kune, of House Kadius.
Sung by Kune, of House Kadius
Der's a spot in the bar dat's real special ta me, 'cause it's got me more action than my paysack, see...
...I dunno how it makes da ladies think in dat way, but it keeps all comin' an' I don't gotta pay...
O' - it's da old, tilted stool at da end'a da bar,
Ya give it a sit an' women come from afar,
Dey don't wanna talk about try'n der luck,
Dey just wanna take ya home an' give ya a...
Well..now...
...me'n mah friend walked inta dis place, a purty woman 'cross da way with a real nice face,
Mah friend says, "I got da drinks, 'cause I seen her first", but I knew a better angle than da quench her thirst...
O' - it's da old, tilted stool at da end'a da bar,
Ya give it a sit an' women come from afar,
Dey don't wanna talk about try'n der luck,
Dey just wanna take ya home an' give ya a...
Well...now...
...dis shapely young lass was slummin' from uptown, scannin' o'er da crowd with a big ole' frown,
We started ta talk, but it wasn't quite fair, der's just somethin' about dat lucky old chair...
O' - it's da old, tilted stool at da end'a da bar,
Ya give it a sit an' women come from afar,
Dey don't wanna talk about try'n der luck,
Dey just wanna take ya home an' give ya a...
Well...now...
...one night this old hag stumbled in all late, not enough teeth, but plenty'a weight,
...a fella next ta me scooted down toward the end, so I got up an' said "Ya can have MY seat, friend!"
O' it's da old, tilted stool at da end'a da bar,
Ya give it a sit, doubt she can see dat far,
Nah, I don't mind neighbor, you can sit right here,
Gonna get me some sleep, but you should start on the beer.
'Cause it's da old, tilted stool at da end'a da bar,
Da women see ya sittin' der, dey don't care who ya are,
Now every now an' den I gotta give up mah seat,
but it sure beats dodgin' them on my feet.Sung by Kune, of House KadiusDer's a spot in the bar dat's real special ta me, 'cause it's got me more action than my paysack, see...
...I dunno how it makes da ladies think in dat way, but it keeps all comin' an' I don't gotta pay...
O' - it's da old, tilted stool at da end'a da bar,
Ya give...
Continue Reading...Mah Trusty Old Boot
Added on May 2, 2005A man's boot takes him places.
I always walk with a limp 'cause I'm always missin'...
...mah trusty old boot and I'm always wishin'...
That I could somehow keep it on my feet!
Cause it's always droppin' in the worst places...
...fallin' whenever I take up my races...
...and it always gets me in a lotta heat.
Y'see there was a time when I went out wenchin'...
Had a fine girl, but her fingers weren't wrenchin'...
Her brothers came runnin' - she was screamin' out her mind!
So I ducked 'round a corner and we started off a runnin'...
Dodgin' all the slants - 'cause it was us they was a'huntin'...
...when I had a strange feelin' I'd left somethin' behind!
It...was...mah...trusty old boot with a big, bone buckle...
...smooth black leather, always gave me good luckle...
...I don't know a better pair e'er did be...
OH...it was mah trusty old boot with da thick, gray laces...
...always got me outta bad places...
...I just don't know what made it turn on me!
Der was this other time, when da templars were askin'
...bout some assassin who'd killed ole' man Baskin...
I swore up an' down that we'd just bought us a fresh pie!
But there was somethin' left that got them a'thinkin'...
...that I might look like a thug who'd been a'drinkin'...
...an' I know just what they found to think I'd lie!
It...was...mah...trusty old boot with a big, bone buckle...
...smooth black leather, always gave me good luckle...
...I don't know a better pair e'er did be...
OH...it was mah trusty old boot with da thick, gray laces...
...always got me outta bad places...
...I just don't know what made it turn on me!
So once I was doin' some chores for a man in a field,
mighty hot day, but a damn good yield,
had a young daughter, pretty as a woman could be!
Well, we were headed on home from a hard days workin'...
...but somethin' in the back'a mah head was a lurkin'...
...and I saw da farmer walkin' with his daughter toward me!
He said he found a nice boot with a big, bone buckle...
smooth black leather, all clean and no muckle...
Found 'dis boot with his daughter and a bottle'a wine!
He said, "It's a good old boot with some thick, gray laces..."
..."Mah daughter'll marry who's foot it paces..."
I said, "Well, sir, in that case - it looks like MINE!"
It...was...mah...trusty old boot with a big, bone buckle...
...smooth black leather, always gave me good luckle...
...I don't know a better pair e'er did be...
OH...it was mah trusty old boot with da thick, gray laces...
...always got me outta bad places...
...but every once an' awhile it let me be!I always walk with a limp 'cause I'm always missin'......mah trusty old boot and I'm always wishin'...
That I could somehow keep it on my feet!
Cause it's always droppin' in the worst places...
...fallin' whenever I take up my races...
...and it always gets me in a lotta heat.
Y'see there was...
Continue Reading...Lookin' Fer My Love
Added on May 2, 2005A man goes to town looking for love.
O - 'round the hills and 'round the sands, I searched for a lovely young lady's hand...
...grabbed my sword and I grabbed my kank, emptied my bladder and I emptied my bank.
So out I rode inta the deep dark sands, with borrowed boots and indebted hands...
looking for a woman who'd take me in, or at least to a bar or a decent inn.
I came to the first town, walls quite high, women in their teens showin' me a little thigh...
...rode on into town and tethered my beast, I was lookin' mighty sharp - I'd say at least!
So I found me a girl they called Big Ole' Beth - with a chin full'a hair and a dragon's breath!
She wasn't too bad, if you liked 'em hairy - but not the kinda girl you'd -choose- ta marry.
(whispered to the crowd) If ya know what I mean.
So I tracked down a woman called Screamin' Sue, with a name like that she'd surely do!
If wasn't 'till after we'd knocked the boots, that it wasn't during sex that she'd let her voice loose!
(whispered to the crowd) If ya know what I mean.
So the next day I saw Smoooooth Careena, had ta blink my eyes ta make sure I'd seen'a!
But when she laid on down, like a sweet ole' tune - I tried to slip in, but there wasn't quite room!
(whispered to the crowd) If ya know what I mean.
So I rode back inta those deep dark sands, forgot my boots and I washed my hands...
of all them women who'd taken me in, in the bar, in the dark - in the decent inn.
I finally got home, no money to my name - and I sat by the bar lookin' like a poor shame.
When a lady walked by and she grabbed my 'broom' - drug me down the old road and into a room.
She said, "Boy, I never knew when you'd show - I've been waitin' for you ALL day, you know!"
I said, "You know you're the only one in my life, my love, my heart, my dear old wife!"
(whispered, with a wink) If ya know what I mean.O - 'round the hills and 'round the sands, I searched for a lovely young lady's hand......grabbed my sword and I grabbed my kank, emptied my bladder and I emptied my bank.
So out I rode inta the deep dark sands, with borrowed boots and indebted hands...
looking for a woman who'd take me in, or...
Continue Reading...Lookin' Fer a Little Fun'
Added on May 2, 2005A man goes into town looking for some fun.
I rode into town with a terrible frown, I was looking for some fun that night.
When I saw a few men walking toward a wood pen, they was stablin' down their kanks alright.
So I said, "Hey man, with the pretty good tan - where ya go ta get a drink 'rond here?"
And he shifted his feet, thumbed on down the street an' said, "Black Hell Pits has da beer!"
It was da biggest, baddest place ya e'er seen in yer life! Painted black and lit by the sun.
There must'a been fifty folks goin' inside - and I figured I'd make fifty-one...
I pushed open the door, moved over the floor as I made my way on to the bar,
So many pretty lookin' women that I felt like I was swimmin' - an' it didn't seem ta matter you ya are.
So I ordered some flame, and the women came - they were pawnin' at me like they knew.
That I was the best damn lover, fighter, somethin'-of-an-other - this side'a da Gol Krathu...
It was da biggest, baddest place ya e'er seen in yer life! Ladies moving upstairs with the sun.
There must'a been fourty fellas goin' upstairs - and I figured I'd make fourty-one...
Well, I opened da door and a little bit more, I was havin' me a damn good time.
These girls were workin' the buttons on my jerkin, they were pourin' me a few glasses'a wine.
An' when bed was shakin' and the boards all quakin' - I heard a big shout down the stairs,
So I grabbed my clothes, why? who the krath knows - but I raced to join all the stares...
It was da biggest, baddest place ya e'er seen in yer life! Fellas fightin' like it was all fun.
There must'a been thirty fellas fightin' downstairs - and I figured I'd make thirty-one...
Guess I jumped down below and started to go, they were in for a one-man storm!
So energetic, my gloves were magnetic - punchin' folks 'till they got all worn.
Den da soldiers came in with a big ole' grin - and they started draggin' folks to the street.
I got hit in the mouth and went down south, but I managed to keep on mah feet.
It was da biggest, baddest place ya e'er seen in yer life! Folks streamin' toward the door in a run.
There must'a been twenty fellas jumpin' through windows - and I figured I'd make twenty-one...
O - it was da biggest, baddest place ya e'er seen in yer life! Blood flowin' like bottles'a wine!
That's when I caught a purty lass fleein' da scene, but dat's a whole 'nother story'a mine...I rode into town with a terrible frown, I was looking for some fun that night.When I saw a few men walking toward a wood pen, they was stablin' down their kanks alright.
So I said, "Hey man, with the pretty good tan - where ya go ta get a drink 'rond here?"
And he shifted his feet, thumbed on...
Continue Reading...Fightin' Man!
Added on May 2, 2005Traditional boistering tale of a warrior.
Sit back in yer chair, grab a big ale - cause yer in fer a treat, a mighty big tale...
...the greatest warrior ever to be, a'course you know we're talkin' about me...
So there I was fightin' one lone 'tok, nuthin' in my hands but a big ole' rock...
...swingin' it up and swingin' it down, about ten leagues outta town...
Oh - this is the tale of a humble man! With a so-so blade, and a slow right hand!
Runnin o'er the lands chasin' down my fate, drinkin' down a little wine, lookin' for the perfect mate.
So there I was fightin' two big tembo, my scimitars blazin' an' my legs akimbo...
...swingin' it left and swingin' it right, about twelve leagues outta sight...
Oh - this is the tale of a decent man! With a fair 'nuff blade, and a better right hand!
Runnin o'er the lands chasin' down my fate, drinkin' down some more wine, lookin' for a pretty mate.
So there I was fightin' three damn carru, shootin' my bow like a Blacking Heru,
...arrows in the thigh, arrows in the chest, about fourteen leagues out toward the west...
Oh - this is the tale of a fightin' man! With a pretty good blade and good right hand!
Runnin' o'er the lands chasin' down my fate, drinkin' down a lotta wine, lookin' fer a decent mate.
So there I was fightin' four black kryl, swingin' down my axe - seekin' out the quick kill!
...choppin' all o'er that dity thing's shell, about sixteen leagues from the old town bell...
Oh - this is the tale of warrior man! With a master's blade and damn fine hand!
Runnin' o'er the lands chasin' down my fate, drinkin' too much wine, lookin' fer any ole' mate.
So there I was fightin' a five-headed dragon, nothin' in my hand 'cept a half-full flagon,
...sloshin' to the left and sloshin' to rhe right, outdrank that dragon twenty leagues outta sight.
Oh - this is the tale of hero man! With a legendary blade and a strong right hand!
Sittin' in the bar, drinkin' down his fate, with his breath like wine, just lookin' fer a date.
Final Chorus
Yes - this is the tale of a hero man! With a legendary blade and a strong right hand!
Drinkin' all day and singin' all night, and this is where the tale ends, all right.Sit back in yer chair, grab a big ale - cause yer in fer a treat, a mighty big tale......the greatest warrior ever to be, a'course you know we're talkin' about me...
So there I was fightin' one lone 'tok, nuthin' in my hands but a big ole' rock...
...swingin' it up and swingin' it down, about...
Continue Reading...
