Still Another Traitor Baron Song

Words: Goodleech
Tune: Davy Crockett
Source: Standing Song Stone Book

In Middle Realm, in the land of Calontir,
Lives our Baron Steven of great revere
With his trusty sword and chain mail belt
He guards our kingdom from sin and Atenveldt.
Steven, Baron Steven, stands six feet tall,
Steven, Baron Steven, bravest baron of all.

Now, Calon folk are a peace loving people
They're never in a hurry and they take things slow
They don't like to travel away from home,
They just like to drink and be left alone..
Steven, Baron Steven, doesn't like to drink alone,
Steven, Baron Steven, doesn't like to drink alone.

Then one day Baron Steven was asked to go
On Holy War against the Southern foe
To keep Three Rivers in the Midrealm fold
Claimed by Meridies in days of old.
Steven, mighty Steven, led our troops onward,
Steven, mighty Steven, set his face sunward.

Well, he fought witht the goblins and tackled a troll,
He fought with the Infidel, as it is told,
Till faced with a thirst from an occult curse,
He sold his sould for a bottle of wine.
Steven, Traitor Baron, tricked by wicked King John,
Steven, Traitor Baron, will never live it down.

Well, might for right, for that's chivalry,
And in the end we won that spree.
Middle Realm is safe no for all to see,
From Calontir to Tree-Girt-Sea.
Steven, Traitor Baron, tricked by wicked King John,
Steven, Traitor Baron, will never live it down.

And we love to tell the tale of the Baron's wine
When gathered together and feeling mighty fine.
We shall fight them in the forests, strike them in the streets,
Till Calontir's a kingdom, and safely we can sleep.
Steven, royal Steven, we'll have a kingdom yet.
Steven, royal Steven, how far can a traitor Baron get?

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