filk by Stephni
July 4, 2001

     Okay kiddies, the Castle's Filk Mistress is about to strike again.  
Yeah, yeah, I know, it's been awhile. My mulish muse keeps giving me 
problems.
     Now in keeping with my tradition of using obscure songs nobody has 
heard of, (I still can't believe you never heard of "I've Been Working On
The Railroad". I mean it's a classic children's song.)  I am going with a 
song  by the Kingston Trio (and known to S.C.A. ers) called "With Her
Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm". I am keeping the song basically the same 
just changing the names, so here goes:


With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm


In the castles tower large as life,
the ghost of Nicky's gal walks they decare.
For Gersgal was once Nicky's #1,
till LC had the headsman bob her hair.
Ah yes he did her long long months ago,
and she come out at night to tell him so.

Chorus:  With her head, tucked underneath her arm,
she walks the bloody tower.
With her head tucked underneath her arm,
at the midnight hour.

She comes to haunt LaCroix,
she means giving him whatfore.
Gadzukes she's going to tell him off,
she's feeling very sore.
And just incase the headsman wants to give her an encore,
She has her head tucked underneath her arm.

Chorus

Sometime's ol' LaCroix gives a spread,
for all his pals and gals and nightly crew.
The headsman carves the joint and cuts the bread,
when in comes Nicky's gal to queer the due.
She holds her head up with a wild war woop,
and Mommy 'Nay cries don't drop it in the soup.

Chorus

One night she caught Lacroix, in the canteen bar,
said he "Are you Knighteyes/Betsy, Gersgal or mad Dr. Deanie
Oh how the *#&% do I know who you are....
With your head tucked underneath your arm.