Farewell

(to the tune of 'Spanish Ladies')

So its farewell to you, folds of the northland
Its farewell to you, warm hearth and longhall
For the Marshal has called me to ride with the Eored
I've mail and shield and my father's sword too.

So its farewell to you, great western forests
Its farewell to you, my old hunting ground
For the Marshal has called me to ride with the Eored
One arrow can kill and I've more than a few.

So its farewell to you, land of the harvest
Its farewell to you, well tilled eastern field
For the Marshal has called me to ride with the Eored
Before the fights done you'll see what my spear can do.

So its farewell to you, tower and stronghold
Its farewell to you, clear southern sky.
For the Marshal has called me to ride with the Eored
I'll make the day that they crossed us, a day that they'll rue.

So its farewell to you, brother and sister
Its farewell to you, daughter and son
For the Marshal has called us to ride with the Eored
And we'll not return home until our duty's through.

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