We travel far and wide
To raise our weapons up on high
To hear the battle cry of warring Calontir
We strap our armor on
And we war all day long
Then we gather round the burning bardic fire
Chorus
Do you hear the drums of war
Do you hear the battle cry
Do you see the stream of armor
flowing down the hill
Are you ready for the war
to win the break of dawn
Do you hear the drums of war
So you broke your sword
Here you can borrow mine
Then we can share a cider
Around the flames tonite
For I have a lover
That I am bound to see
Just make sure you get my sword
Back to me
Chorus
I stand with my brothers
Ready for any moment's charge
We stand and we plan for our attack
We're hot and we're sweaty
But we're ready for a war
So we'll fight and we'll fight to the death
Chorus
Well now the fighting's over
And the feast was eaten well
And I've gone to see my lover
And get me back my sword
So here we are standing
Side by side around the flames . . .
Tomorrow, I wish to do it all again
Chorus
(may be repeated if so pleased)