Another one of Rhaury's songs. 08/16/2005 11:20 PM CDT
He didn't have any problems when I asked if I could sing it, so here's one of his that I sing on occassion.


Friends in Good Company
by Rhaury Ui'Eochaid

Life can be hard and lovers can fail you
Troubles like storm winds come too fierce to sail through
Here mate! Sit down, rest at ease, have an ale too
Out of the wind and the rain and the tears.

Nothing like port for a shipman hard pressed
The same is a hall and a beer and your mates
With nothing a fellow with friends is well blessed
They can smile and drink and curse all their fates...

Life can be hard and lovers can fail you
Troubles like storm winds come too fierce to sail through
Here mate! Sit down, rest at ease, have an ale too
Out of the wind and the rain and the tears.

What can you trust? Even good swords will rust
To say naught of what oft' comes of love
When the hurt has to come, a good stout is a must
With your mates close as hands in a glove

Life can be hard and lovers can fail you
Troubles like storm winds come too fierce to sail through
Here mate! Sit down, rest at ease, have an ale too
Out of the wind and the rain and the tears.

Find a teef in your pocket, catch a bolt in your chest
Just for tell'n 'em, "please move along..."
With a beer in your fist, forget all the rest
And with your best mates sing a song.

Life can be hard and lovers can fail you
Troubles like storm winds come too fierce to sail through
Here mate! Sit down, rest at ease, have an ale too
Out of the wind and the rain and the tears.

Come out of the wind and the rain and the tears
Where nothing fits right? When you ache to the bone.
Spirits are raised by the tales one hears
And a trials half done if it's not borne alone...

Life can be hard and lovers can fail you
Troubles like storm winds come too fierce to sail through
Here mate! Sit down, rest at ease, have an ale too
Out of the wind and the rain and the tears.


Killing you softly with his song,
- Stormsinger Shavay


"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams"
- Arthur O'Shaughnessy
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Re: Another one of Rhaury's songs. 08/16/2005 11:21 PM CDT
Oh, one more.


Money,
by Rhaury Ui'Eochaid

I've need of silk against my skin
A finer case t' put my fiddle in
And too my armor is getting thin
And all of that costs money

I like to eat and drink, 'tis true
My poor old boots are near worn through
And why drink one instead of two?
But all of that costs money

A sword, a bow, a knife or three
A bauble, scent, or a sweet posie
T' keep m'lady in mind of me
And all of that costs money

A bit to keep a rumour down
This and that about the town
And perhaps a wedding gown
All of that takes money

A trip by boat across the sea
A burled pearwood psal-ter-y
Repairs to all my weaponry
All of it takes money

A master pick to pop a chest
A linen robe to clothe a guest
And wine to drink - I'll take the best!
But all of it takes money

And I've so little, I confess
A minimum to stock the mess
But pardon me, for I digress
And time, you know, is money


Killing you softly with his song,
- Stormsinger Shavay


"We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams"
- Arthur O'Shaughnessy
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