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Letter to Drachenwald Tune: My Bonnie My Lord We Have Great News to Tell You Too Wonderful Simply To Write While You’ve Been Away At The Crusades Your Lady’s Been Learning to Fight Oh Boy, Oh Boy, She’s Learning to Handle a Sword, A Sword Oh Boy, Oh Boy, Oh What A Surprise For Her Lord It’s True She’s a Delicate Creature A Vision Of Sweetness And Light We Know That It’s Hard To Believe, But Your Lady’s Been Learning To Fight Oh Boy, Oh Boy… With a sword of rattan wrapped in duct tape In armor and helmet so bright You’d better start practicing quickly Your lady is leaning to fight Oh Boy, Oh Boy… 36 So Polish Up Weapons And Armor And Hone Up Your Skills To Their Height And Say A Few Prayers While Your At It Your Lady Has Learned How To Fight Oh Boy, Oh Boy… So This Puts An End To Carousing No More You’ll Go Wenching All Night We’re Sorry For The Inconvenience But We’ve Taught Your Lady To Fight Oh Boy, Oh Boy… We Know That You May Not Believe It She Once Was So Timid And Meek But You’d Better Get Used To It Quickly Cause She Won Crown Tourney Last Week Oh Boy, Oh Boy… So We Thought We’d Send You A Letter And Spare You A Terrible Scene Of Returning At Last To Your Homeland To Find Out That You Are The Queen
Local S.C.A. Tune: “God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen” Arrest these merry gentles, nay, it would be so unkind, If you’ll but wait a moment, sir, we will relieve your mind. We are not escaped lunatics, so kindly us unbind, For we are your local S C A, SCA, For we are your local S C A. These men aren’t wearing dresses, sir, Those are not pantyhose. No, those are tights and tunics, sir, They are medieval clothes. And men were really macho then, As everybody knows, So please do not look upon us that way, that way. For we are your local S C A. We recreate past ages, sir, And that is all we do. Please give our swords and knives to us, We’d like our axes, too. Return us all our weapons, sir, The act you will not rue, For we mostly use them for display, display. For we are your local S C A. We really are not dangerous Although we like to fight. We do it on a tourney field, You see, so it’s all right. And we wear lots of armor, too, Like any noble knight, And use our wooden sticks to whale away, For we are your local S C A. Oh, we pavanne in public, sir, The horse bransle do, also. Full many fine a feast attend And to a revel go. And all that night we sing and drink, For free the mead doth flow, Then drive four hundred miles the next day, the next day. For we are your local S C A. We have a King and Prince who do Our loyalty command This is Three Rivers Barony, The finest in the land. And we are on our way to court, But not the one you planned. Oh, please let us go upon our way, our way. For we are your local S C A. Arrest these merry gentles, nay, Discretion you should use. For we are lords and ladies, sir, So how can you refuse. I say, that is a lady, sir, You should not her abuse. It is not genteel to act this way, this way, And lock up your local S C A. Barony ofThree Rivers Missouri 37
Page 1 and 2: The Beadmakers Songbook English Son
Page 3 and 4: About This collection of odd songs
Page 5 and 6: By English might the French are pre
Page 7 and 8: He was dirty and filthy and full of
Page 10 and 11: Bored on the Listfield Text by Andr
Page 12 and 13: 12 Catapult Song, The tune: “Tram
Page 14 and 15: Chivalry went for Pizza, The -Ceria
Page 16 and 17: 16 Dragon song, Do Virgins Taste be
Page 18 and 19: Drunken Viking Av Evan the Mad Wand
Page 20 and 21: 20 Gaudete Piae Cantones (Swedish,
Page 22 and 23: Grazing mace , A -Anonymous tune:
Page 24 and 25: 24 Hastings 1066 Lyrics and Music D
Page 26 and 27: 26 Home Boys Home Oh well, who woul
Page 28 and 29: I’m a Duke and You’re Not Words
Page 30 and 31: I’m my own Grandpa By: Dwigth Lat
Page 32 and 33: Irish Ballad, The By: Tom Lehrer Ab
Page 34 and 35: 34 Johnny be Fine Johnny be fine an
Page 38 and 39: Mermaid, The -Shel Silverstein When
Page 40 and 41: Never wed an old man Trad. An old m
Page 42 and 43: Sleeping Scotsman, The Trad. Oh, a
Page 44 and 45: Trimarian sheep song (Tune: Scotlan
Page 46 and 47: Widows Promise, The High up on a lo
Page 48: 48 You can have my dearest knight A

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