Song of the Slack

Lyrics: Master Cerian Cantwr
Music: Song of the Free
by Master Michael Alewright

When we're lined up for a battle
And all ready to attack,
We'll be dismayed
If the fight's delayed,
But at such a time we'll slack.
For to stand around would drain you
And your energy hijack;
Rest for now and so
We'll surprise the foe.
Save your strength - it's time to slack.
We'll slack, we'll slack,
We'll sit down back to back.
When the marshals say,
We're delayed today,
Then it's time to sit and slack.

In the swelter of the summer,
When the sun does scorch your back,
It's not wise to fight
'Gainst its burning light -
Grab a piece of shade and slack.
Hide your helmet while we're resting,
Especially if it's black,
It'll bake on the field,
Put it under a shield.
It too wants shade to slack.
We'll slack, we'll slack,
Safe from the sun's attack.
Not you nor your helm
Should the heat overwhelm
'Neath a tarp is where to slack.

When the day dawns hot and humid,
And your body fluids lack;
Then your thirst, it should shrink,
Get a lot to drink -
Always hydrate while you slack.
You can cool yourself while resting,
Put damp cloth on neck or back.
While there's time to spare,
Grab a lung of air.
You'll need it soon, post slack.
We'll slack, we'll slack,
While of fighting there's a lack.
When the cannon roars,
Our hearts will be yours,
But until that time, we'll slack.

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