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'''A song of waw, sang by sowdiews acwoss the weawm, usuawwy as a mawching song. The song tewws of a young man who was wawlied to pwotect his nation fwom the fowces of the undead, this wesults in his demise.
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'''A song of war, sang by soldiers across the realm, usually as a marching song. The song tells of a young man who was rallied to protect his nation from the forces of the undead, this results in his demise.
 
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*He was just a wookie sowdiew and he sulewy shook lith flight,
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*He was just a rookie soldier and he surely shook with fright,
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*He checked off his equipment and made sule his shiewd was tight;
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*He checked off his equipment and made sure his shield was tight;
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*He had to sit and listen to those awful undead woaw,
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*He had to sit and listen to those awful undead roar,
 
*"You ain't gonna fight no more!"
 
*"You ain't gonna fight no more!"
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
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*Gowy, gowy, what a heww of a way to die,
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*Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
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*Gowy, gowy, what a heww of a way to die,
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*Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
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*Gowy, gowy, what a heww of a way to die,
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*Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
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*he ain't gonna fight no mowe!
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*he ain't gonna fight no more!
  
  
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*"Is everybody alright?" clied the Sewgeant wooking up,
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*"Is everybody alright?" cried the Sergeant looking up,
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*Oul Hewo feebry answewed "Yes," and then they stood him up;
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*Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up;
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*He jumped into the fiewy braww, theiw shiewd-waww aligned,
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*He jumped into the fiery brawl, their shield-wall aligned,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more.
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
  
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*He counted wong, he counted woud, he waited fow the hown,
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*He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the horn,
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*He fewt the lind, he fewt the cowd, he fewt the othews mouln,
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*He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the others mourn,
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*Theiw cavawwy then aww spiwwed out and wwapped awound theiw foes,
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*Their cavalry then all spilled out and wrapped around their foes,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more.
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
  
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*The awwow shot into his weg, and axes cwacked his shiewd,
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*The arrow shot into his leg, and axes cracked his shield,
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*A big Ghoul’s cwaws came in and pulwed awound the swowd he’d liewd;
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*A big Ghoul’s claws came in and pulled around the sword he’d wield;
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*This caused him to be downed; then he feww towawd to the gwound.
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*This caused him to be downed; then he fell toward to the ground.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more.
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
  
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*The days he'd lived and woved and waughed kept wunning thwough his mind,
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*The days he'd lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
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*He thought about the giww back home, the one he'd weft behind;
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*He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind;
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*He thought about the cwelics, and wondewed what they'd find,
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*He thought about the clerics, and wondered what they'd find,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more.
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
  
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*The cawliage was on the spot, howses wewe wunning liwd,
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*The carriage was on the spot, horses were running wild,
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*The cwelics wewe nowhewe to see, wan off as bodies piwed,
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*The clerics were nowhere to see, ran off as bodies piled,
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*It had not been a week at weast since wast a fight was wost,
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*It had not been a week at least since last a fight was lost,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more.
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
  
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*It hit the wound, the sound was "SPLAT" his brood went spulting high,
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*It hit the wound, the sound was "SPLAT" his blood went spurting high,
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*His comwades they wewe heawd to say "A hell of a way to die!"
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*His comrades they were heard to say "A hell of a way to die!"
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*He way thewe wowling wound in the wewtew of his gowe,
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*He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe.
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more.
  
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(CHOWUS)
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(CHORUS)
  
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(swowwy, sowemnwy; about hawf the speed of the othew vewses)
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(slowly, solemnly; about half the speed of the other verses)
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*Thewe was brood upon the awmow, thewe wewe brains awong the woute,
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*There was blood upon the armor, there were brains along the route,
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*Intestines wewe a'dangling fwom his broken guawdsman suit,
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*Intestines were a'dangling from his broken guardsman suit,
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*He was a mess, they picked him up and pouled him fwom his boots,
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*He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more
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*Gowy, gowy, what a heww of a way to die,
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*Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
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*Gowy, gowy, what a heww of a way to die,
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*Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
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*Gowy, gowy, what a heww of a way to die,
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*Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
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*And he ain't gonna fight no mowe!
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*And he ain't gonna fight no more!
  
 
[[Category:Literature and Music‏‎]]
 
[[Category:Literature and Music‏‎]]

Latest revision as of 01:53, 2 April 2020

A song of war, sang by soldiers across the realm, usually as a marching song. The song tells of a young man who was rallied to protect his nation from the forces of the undead, this results in his demise.

  • He was just a rookie soldier and he surely shook with fright,
  • He checked off his equipment and made sure his shield was tight;
  • He had to sit and listen to those awful undead roar,
  • "You ain't gonna fight no more!"

(CHORUS)

  • Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
  • Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
  • Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
  • he ain't gonna fight no more!


  • "Is everybody alright?" cried the Sergeant looking up,
  • Our Hero feebly answered "Yes," and then they stood him up;
  • He jumped into the fiery brawl, their shield-wall aligned,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more.

(CHORUS)

  • He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the horn,
  • He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the others mourn,
  • Their cavalry then all spilled out and wrapped around their foes,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more.

(CHORUS)

  • The arrow shot into his leg, and axes cracked his shield,
  • A big Ghoul’s claws came in and pulled around the sword he’d wield;
  • This caused him to be downed; then he fell toward to the ground.
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more.

(CHORUS)

  • The days he'd lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
  • He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind;
  • He thought about the clerics, and wondered what they'd find,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more.

(CHORUS)

  • The carriage was on the spot, horses were running wild,
  • The clerics were nowhere to see, ran off as bodies piled,
  • It had not been a week at least since last a fight was lost,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more.

(CHORUS)

  • It hit the wound, the sound was "SPLAT" his blood went spurting high,
  • His comrades they were heard to say "A hell of a way to die!"
  • He lay there rolling round in the welter of his gore,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more.

(CHORUS)

(slowly, solemnly; about half the speed of the other verses)

  • There was blood upon the armor, there were brains along the route,
  • Intestines were a'dangling from his broken guardsman suit,
  • He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more
  • Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
  • Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
  • Gory, gory, what a hell of a way to die,
  • And he ain't gonna fight no more!
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