Chorus: Well, got me a little
Gotta get some more
Cause thats what being Legion's for
Ain't nobody keeping score
Cause Legions off at Pennsic War
I'm a poor young river man
From off n far Gleann Abhan land
Party'in and drink'in whae'er I can
Without reason rhyme or thought or plan
Chorus
Off to the fighting field I go
Cause Mama 'lissa told me so
There's only one thing that I know
I'm searching for that perfect blow
Chorus
Ain't no hurting, ain't no pain
Ain't no reason to explain
They might call us all insane
Cause we fight for Duke Sir Kane
Chorus
I have fallen deep in Sin
With rum, tequila, and with gin
I've killed my closest kith and kin
Next year I'll do it all again
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AS a favor for Freiman and for a few other of you Legion type people...I pen these song lyrics..first written either during or the morning after a party at Keri's house...by Freiman, Keri, Babs, Kat the Black, Siggi, Tanna and Myself....I think it was the day after but I'm not real sure..Tomalnatch had made some vile punch and forced me to drink a large quanitity of it...
Lachlann... |