By Lady Fiona of the Harp
Oh, I am a bard of my Northshield I claim no shire I see I journey from shire to shire along I sing for meals Then I journey on
They ask me to stay And I answer them nay My duty's to prince and to king It is my honor to serve them this way I wander this wild world and sing
Oh, I am a bard of my Northshield...
From Shattentor's mountains to the azure sea Our roads they are winding and long I travel from shire to shire along And I always go singing my song
Oh I am a bard of my Northshield...
Now I've a pet beetle that goes where I go I sleep by the roadsides and walk through the fields I ford the wide rivers that through our lands flow Oh I love this land called the Northshield
Oh I am bard of my Northshield...
© 2004 Rita Nauman