Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
Born of the Dragon, Her Lizard-blood cold,
We've long since forgiven those quarrels of old.
Each August at Pennsic we war-pledge renew,
While smiting the Tyger with comrades so true.
Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
Behold now the beauty wrought by skillful hands
The artisan's labors, the gem of our lands.
Fine rainment, strong armor and poetry fair,
But the great masterwork is wise teachers who share.
Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
True brothers from Outlands, its deserts and crags,
The Falcon rejoices when joined with the Stag.
At Estrella's far fortress, 'gainst foemen so great,
We carved out a legend inside Phaedra's Gate
Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
For fifteen long years now we've held our own war.
No foemen to conquer, so no one keeps score.
With sides ever-changing, lest bitterness brew,
"Come join us at Lilies": our message to you.
Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
Behold the great treasure we've built through the years,
The legacy rich that is Calontir's
To monarchs we entrust it with fealty oath;
To preserve and enlarge it They promise us both.
Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
Above the rich Heartland, through gold Calon skies,
The jesses are loosened, the Falcon now flies.
As seasons turn circles, the people bow down,
As new couple comes forward to take up the Crown.
Heart of the Heartland, now sing your own song,
The work of your craftsmen, your history long
Of glorious battles, let every voice ring
What wonderous gifts we give each Queen and King.
Rule 1.1
No copies of these lyrics in font larger than 10 point (or 20 point if specific permission is given by the author) are to be brought to an official event or gathering of the SCA, Inc, unless the performer has completed at least 2/3 of the suggestions in the Steps to Memorization” section at Conditions for the Printing of Lyrics for the Songs of Andrixos / Steve Boyd