Before I got to fighting, or when fighting got to me
I looked to find examples on the field of chivalry
And I saw mighty arms much stronger than my arms could ever be
So I thought perhaps that field was not for me

But still I stayed to watch the fighting ’til one figure stood apart
In armour newly fashioned and a helm more pot than art
But each blow was thrown with honour and a lightness of the heart
So I took that step which soon became a start

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Cause she was not the biggest fighter, nor one to raise a fuss
But I remember being proud that she was one of us
And we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side
Because of her, I lift my sword with pride

She was ladylike and lively, not the type you would expect
With a braver heart than many and a slot-shot to respect
And I guess she’d once decided this was where she’d like to be
And I thought, if she could do it, why not me?

Cause she was not the biggest fighter, nor one to raise a fuss
But I remember being proud that she was one of us
And we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side
Because of her, I lift my sword with pride

So now as I gather armour, bits and pieces here and there
I think about examples, how you act and what you dare
‘Cause you never know who’s watching, or how far that story goes
Where’er that lady is, I hope she knows

Cause she was not the biggest fighter, nor one to raise a fuss
But I remember being proud that she was one of us
And we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side
Because of her, I lift my sword with pride

No, we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side
Because of her, I lift my sword with pride

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