O’er the Hills

Just in case the great peace of King Gregor does not hold, and Prince Kenric’s fears for a summer war come to pass, I have taken the liberty to make yet *another* set of lyrics to the traditional “O’er the hills and far away” song. I thought of all I had seen watching the battles from within and without this summer, and really, this was on my heart today.  Nov. 10, 2011

 

Chorus:

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

Muster all from northern shore

To give our foes their own what-for

We will merry take the day

Over the Hills and far away….

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

Come all warmed by southern sun

Battle ‘till our war is won

Together gather come-ye-may

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

War on, you brave unbelted men

With the fierceness each one ken

Where every blow you’ll twice repay

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

March on ye men of Chivalry

With honorable brutality

To take them down without delay

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

Allies bold and households brave

The way to victory you pave

Flushing out the azure tyger’s prey

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

Archers, siegefolk gather round

Rain your mayhem to the groun

O Blacken sky with your display

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

Bear the water, bring the meat

Supporters make the field complete,

With tabards, banners on display

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

 

Those who stand with tiger blue

Sing and yell the battle through

And our resolve will never sway

Over the hills and far way…

 

Over the Hills and o’er the plain,

Beneath the burning sun or rain,

For Eastern glory come today

Over the Hills and far away.

 

(This is the song, with different lyrics:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sAsTBcoH5sA&feature=related )