Lyrics

Take to my tent I am so tired
Take me to my tent I am on fire

Take my horse away
Give him fresh water and the sweetest hay
I almost lost my faithful today

Send a girl to my tent
Let her voice be low and well-modulated
Let no harshness thrall my ears tonight

Take to my tent I am so tired

My eyes are burning, my throat is parched
My sword arm heavy from the march

I spent the day on the white hot plains
Guarding all of my terrain

I heard a sound in the birdsong
I saw a sign in the morning dew
I knew today would be that day
that I would be the hero true

Send a girl to my tent
Let her hands be soft and cool
Have her wash my aching body
And get the smell of blood out of my nose

I waited ‘til I saw them rise
above the crest, the whites of their eyes
I kicked my horse forward
He was coming at me
Leading his army
My mortal enemy

I surprised him with speed
My sword hit it’s mark
but as he fell to the ground
My horse stumbled, I tumbled upon him
We Lay breast to breast
we lay there like lovers
and what happened then I cannot say

I scrambled up from his bloody breast
I flung myself upon my horse
I let out a cry to end all cries
The rage in my heart that day I remember it still

I must have killed a hundred men
And so they’ll say in minstrel song
I will go down in history
A hero of Brotherhood-Gone-Wrong

Send a girl to my tent
But there must be no sex tonight
For surely a single kiss would draw a child

And when I’ve rested I will join
My men around the ring of fire
The sparks fly up the stars fall down
We draw our plans upon the ground

No suicide shall keep me
From this game of cards I chose
The General is lonely
But this is his job and thusly
He accepts