Compiled for your bardic learning, see below for lyrics and applicable chords for all original compositions this misc. collection of songs. To record for commercial use, please engage Ken and Lisa Theriot via www.Ravenboymusic.com.
Am G F G I know well the reason my heartache resumes C G C Am (For) I love not the season when primroses bloom Am G F G I know winter fades and you’ll leave me one day C G C Am Too dark is the springtime when you’ve gone away Am G C G C F Em Light the path and follow me-
Am G Am G Am CH (Both): Down, hey down, hey down
Such sorrow is mine for I know all too well Our parting is much of what shadows your hell I can’t shun the sunlight or those whom I serve Though truly in love there’s much more you deserve Still I find I follow you- (CH)
I wonder had I known what destiny planned Would I have the courage to take up your hand Mayhap it is true love can lessen one’s pain (But) I know only grief when you will not remain Come, my heart, and follow me- (CH)
Although fate has given us much cause to grieve For autumn’s embrace we endure winter’s eve Remember our laughter and banish your fears Far greater our joy than these transient tears I will always follow you- (CH)
Forgive me, my Love, all my worrisome ways I cherish your comfort and each of our days
My Love, my sweet winter, take heart for I vow I followed you then and I’ll follow you now Hand in hand we share this path- (CH)
The iron parapet confines the raging lion’s wrath The wiser lion stands his watch and guards a greater path The coin that bears the mint of both upon its golden field Must fight to find its balance in a dream he cannot yield
But I can see the longing in a gaze turned to the road So well I know its siren song, I long upon it strode And soon with pack in hand the time will come to leave my side To carve a better future I know onward he must ride
Refrain: Though sure the path before us with its constant winding way It tests the faith when dreaming falls to whispered shades of gray But should you fear you’ll lose your path as darkness seeks to rise A guiding love as constant as the stars is in my eyes
So many trials each man bests, lest he strive in vain The urge to seek destruction for those lashing out in pain The thought to smite a foe before his cause is understood And all the sins we forge while fighting for the greater good
A good man needs must answer unto duty, not his will A better man learns both must serve the heart to best fulfill The best of men unto their word are true in deed and mind In all these will he tested be but he’s the lasting kind
Now some love all to easy and some never love at all His laughter and his loyalty quick brought me to my fall I tell the few who say that what I’ve offered is a whim I am one in a thousand and I see the same in him.
The months I know are fleeting though each day may seem a year For all that I have learned of him I know I need not fear Although his travels take him far to seek his destiny I’ve faith his winding road will bring him swiftly home to me
Here comes mighty Blackspear Anyone can tell Here comes trouble marchin' Marchin outta hell!
Chorus: Armored up and ready Beggin for a Brawl Lest you want a Beatin' Make way one and all Hear our cadence proudly calling Banners 'gainst the sun "Never fear for Blackspear's hereTo make the foemen run!"
Wish you were a prospect Don't deny its true Forged within the fire Bleedin' Black and Blue!
Bess and all our ladies Keener than the blade Wit and needle handy Even we're afraid!
Ignorance is blissful Spec'ly for the foe Sheky at our lead now Welcome unto woe!
Chorus: Oh it’s grand to be a squire in Arnhalla Cause red and white and blue are just divine Confederate or Superhero I know that I’m not a zero Because there are 15 of me and mine!
Now Halk’s the senior squire of the household (Now a Knight!) A Norseman versed in prose and history But if your attitude is cloying Or Bryndis says you’re annoying… He’ll compose your heartfelt eulogy
Now David of the Vale’s a pennant-holic (To him) Bliss and banners are synonymous First admitting you have problems Is step 1 of how to solve them… So he formed Liv’ry Anonymous
Now Edwin with his judo shots will Getch’ya Don’t take my word step right up now and here He says, “Its Math, just flex and strike.” Not all of us bend gumby-like What more would you ask of an engineer?
A maiden knew Arnhalla stood for Chiv’ry For Courtesy to ladies fair and kind But One man did her virtue cost her Ian said, “I’m just a foster… What else did you think I had in mind?”
Now Fasti, Inn Hugprudi Davidsson, is Mighty! Of all his grace’s squires, he’s most strong But more than this he’s ubar smart ‘cause he won the loving heart… Of the Awesome bard who wrote this song!
Now Maldune he is most of all eh-Shiny In plate he blinds his foemen on the field Though when he walks he clank-clank-clanks The ladies to his garb give thanks It is his tight-tight-tights that make them yield! (E-lo MaulDuUUUN!!)
Now dear Morre Takeo, he is trixy And often known as most mischievous But if he were to misbehave Then, “Look out, here comes Forgal’s Glaive!!” (takeo)“Did someone get the number of that bus?”
The few of you not begging for this song’s end May out of simple courtesy inquire Why I’ve not sung of every one But Fie! You all know what you’ve done!... And there are children still around the fire
(Now) I pray that one day I will become Chiv’ry And stand beside Duke Gunnar as a Peer But, Lo! Without the “Squire” Me 15 would then 14 be… Don’t worry, he’ll take two at least next year!
For Castlemere | Back to Top [Glory Awaits - Castlemere's Baronial Motto]
The leather of my boots are thin from travels wear For I have journeyed far to make my way To find what I have found within these gentle walls The promise of tomorrow built on yesterday For as a youth I dreamed of song and of the sword I yearned to learn the crafts the masters knew I prayed that I could serve and make my father proud Here I'm blessed to see our youth grow as I grew
Chorus: So Raise a glass to Castlemere See her stones upon a white and emerald flag fly true Raise a glass to Castlere Here, glory waits for me and glory awaits you
My hand upon her noble stones, I walk her halls Where peer to pessant, here all welcome roam Her strong and sturdy keep is warm within her walls And I will never know another I call home At every turn I find a face I've come to love And newer faces soon I'll hold as deer Though one man in a thousand may be true if tried So many thousanth men live here in Castlemere
A better man might let another tell her tale Or let her name and actions stand alone My pride won't be denied, I'll sing her praizes well That all may love as I the land I call my own For stone on stone each soul has worked to build this dream With faith we'll strengthen all within her hall So be you distant traveler or long known kin Come take your ease and know you're welcome, one and all!
As "Bringer of the Darkness" she's known by mortal men Or goddess of the springtime when blossoms bloom again But it is not Persephone who burries you in snow It is her mother's grief at parting - grief I've come to know... So pity on Demeter as you stoke the waning fire But pity not Persephone who heeded her desire
Refrain: All hail Hades, All hail Persephone All hail true love for it humbles all the earth All hail Hades, All hail Persephone All hail true love, pray you know what such is worth...
My father knew no finer Maid than fair Persephone And though her kin deny the truth, she loved him willingly So in his blazing chariot he brought his lover down He offered her what Zeus could not, a golden, burnished crown But Zeus, denied, was jealous and imposed a dual Fate Yet I am proof that love if true burns bright for those who wait
The golden court can whisper on of lust and Zeus’ guile My power tastes of darkness and I have my father’s smile Persephone, my mother, savored well the fruits below And as the Queen of Darkness birthed a daughter, Melinoe For by the River Styx she lay in passion’s heady mist I am the proof that shadow and the light can coexist
Oh, I was born unto a world as black as gleaming oil A goddess of the dead but heedless of the mortal coil My robes are sewn of wayward souls, my court of ghostly grace And though as fair as moonlight no man living knows my face And every time the Bringer of the Seasons doth depart I stand as proof my father fairly won my mother’s heart (Refrain 2)
Each year my mother leaves to bless the barren world above I cannot bare the months apart nor bide without her love Thus when you hear the howling of the hounds by moonlit hours Know that I walk your mortal fields to seek my mother’s flowers To all you lost and wayward souls: Come, Attend me well I am the proof that love can light the deepest shades of hell!