Chivalry Ain't the Best Peerage
| Words: Me Tune: Piano Man/Billy Joel |
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The Chivalry Ain't the Best Peerage
I'm the squire of duke such-and such And I wear my red belt with pride I spend all my nights drinkin' whiskey and beer My days with learnin' to fight But the life of a squire's not all merry My knight yells at me with his chores So I look around at the other paths here As we head on off to the wars. _______________________________________ Chorus: The chivalry ain't the best peerage Sweatin' all day in the sun No the chivalry ain't the best peerage Man how I wish I were one! _______________________________________ The MODs, they fight just like we do But of course it's in much lighter gear. As they walk off the street, their kit is complete They slash and they stab with flair. Yes the rapier folk dance with their daggers, Not like heavies who lumber along But I must confess, I ain’t that well dressed Guess I just couldn't be one _______________________________________ Chorus: The chivalry ain't the best peerage Sweatin' all day in the sun No the chivalry ain't the best peerage Man how I wish I were one! _______________________________________ Now the Pelican's task is unending Planning the grand feasts and balls And when I say 'hey, how can I help today?' They've already covered it all While the work of a fighter is heavy In service is energy bound While their toil today means that we can all play Bless them I couldn't be one! _______________________________________ Chorus: The chivalry ain't the best peerage Sweatin' all day in the sun No the chivalry ain't the best peerage Man how I wish I were one! _______________________________________ Maybe I could be a Laurel I already brew my own beer I could make my own feasts and bread with fine yeasts And feed everybody with cheer Yes the arts have callen me onwards But documentation's a chore And in order to cite it, I would have to write it And man that just would be a bore. _______________________________________ Chorus: The chivalry ain't the best peerage Sweatin' all day in the sun No the chivalry ain't the best peerage Man how I wish I were one! No the C ain't the best peerage But other paths just ain't for me While the life of a squire can be tryin' I like hitting folk too much to flee The chivalry ain't the best peerage Sweatin' all day in the sun No the chivalry ain't the best peerage Man how I wish I were one! |
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