The Battling Bards of An Tir - fireside adaptation

Battling bards of An Tir

As the sounds of the battle fade with the day
And the well fought out gentry retreat from the frey
A hush falls over the camp and you see
A new battle grows in excitement this eve.

You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir

Admire pavilions you pass in the camp
but follow the faint sound of instruments
out of the bustle and out of the bray
Into the woods where we gather to play

You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir

The weapon of choice is not shield nor sword
But weapons designed to play beautiful chords
The battle not won by brut force or brawn
But battle by wit and by sweet song and charms

You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir

As the day dawns and a fire is lit
Warriors gather there kin and there kit
The battle is ready as all settle in
One warrior rises and steps up to sing

You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir

Come hear the songs of the bold and the brave
Of our fair maidens and noble campaigns
Come hear the tales that are sure to be told
That can stir up a gentle deep down in their soul

You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir

The mead flows from every vassal in sight
The lips of the meek made bold by the wine
Each lord and lady and squire and knight
They too will join in the battle this night

You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir


Some of the warriors will battle all night
only yeilding the field to the dawns early light
This battle that’s fought will never be won
For the warriors who fight it have too much
fun.


You quicken your step to the beat of the drum
Calling you forward with it’s soft hum
Our lilting music will help draw you near’r
Come join the battling bards of An Tir

by Olaf