Rorik's Privateers

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Rorik’s Calontir


Oh the Year was AS 27. How I wish I was in Grimfells now! A call to arms from the King was sent To our southernmost shire at our spring event

  • Chorus:

Damn them all, I was told We marched to Pennsic for Eastern Gold

	 We’d swing no blows, drink some beer

Now I(‘m a broken fyrd in a northern shire,

	 The last of Rorik’s Calontir.

Well, the King’s Huscarls all cried the town How I wish I were in Grimfells now! For 20 brave men all fighters who would make for him a shieldwall true.

  • Chorus

We mustered in at Lilies Six. How I wish I was in Grimfells now1 For sixty days we were Pennsic bound Singin’ as we marched, a fearsome sound!

  • Chorus

On the sixty first day we took the field, How I wish I was in Grimfells now! Then an Eastern unit five times our size Was sent to annoy us by surprise.

  • Chorus

Our battle plan was a shameful sight. How I wish I was in Grimfells now! We advanced to the left, we retreated to the right While the knights hung back to watch our plight.

  • Chorus

The Eastern banner fluttered blue and gold. How I wish I was in Grimfells now! Rank on rank of sword and shield We met them with glaive and cleared the field.

  • Chorus

Their banner and King were ours to take, How I wish I was in Grimfells now! When 10,000 chux from the wood did flood And bore us down under fur and blood.

  • Chorus

So here I lay in my 40th year. How I wish I was in Grimfells now! It’s been six reigns since we marched away And I just made Shadowdale yesterday

Damn them all, I was told We marched to Pennsic for Eastern gold We’d swing no blows, drink some beer Now I’m a broken fyrd in a northern shire, The last of Rorik’s Calontir.


      I wrote this sometime ago with a bit of help from Marcus who used to sing it once in a while. I ran across it cleaning up and thought someone might get a kick out of it. Among the possible tunes this could be sung to, Barrett’s Privateers comes to mind.
                - Crag Duggan