(This song was [i]also[/i] from a long train ride back from Norwes! But I wrote this one by myself.)
And we'll always remember the names of the fallen,
So we know they are not gone in vain,
they will lend us their strength until Tale's End comes calling,
and I know we will all meet again
Old Charlie he wandered till he could no longer,
And never called no place his home,
But he gathered the wisdom of all he'd encounter,
And carried it on down the road
Cho
And John held his pistol as well as his liquor, till both did him wrong in the end,
A life spent in blood, to hunt down the bad men,
But one more always hid round the bend
Cho
Now Nancy was neither a fighter nor killer, but every foeman feared her name,
With herbs or secrets she healed and she guided,
But war is still war all the same
Cho
And Mara who gave all, to slay the great demon,
who never sought glory nor fame
When she saw that black circle was still left open.
She charged in to set it a flame.
Cho