A Grazing Mace
Tune of: Amazing Grace
A grazing mace, how sweet the sound, that felled a foe for me
Verses 1-5 by Skald-Brandr Toralfsson
Verse 6 is the original anonymous creation
I bashed his head, he struck the ground, and thus came victory
My mace has taught my foes to fear, that mace my fears relieved
How precious did my mace appear, when I my mace received
Through many tournies, wars, and fairs, I have already come
My mace has brought me safe so far, my mace will bring me home
The King has promised good to me, His word my hope secures
I will his Shield and Weapon be, when He gives me my spurs
And when my mace my foeman nails, that mortal strife shall cease
And we'll possess within our pale, a life of joy and peace
A grazing mace, how sweet the sound, that flattened a wretch like thee
Whose head is flat, that once was round done in by my mace... And me
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