Sheet Music

It's up in the morning and on my way

To marry make throughout the day

With a string or horn or wind or drum

I sing for you and I sing for fun


Well It Happened One Day by Averly

Between Fox Grove and the Briar Sea

My wagon was hailed with call to hold

By 13 men in brown and gold

The captain stepped forward with a nasty grin

And said “well bard, shall we begin?

I'll have your horse and your wagon fine

And tonight you'll sing for me and mine


Without do care for my tools or blade

They took my lead, but no fuss I made

For though they cut away my purse

They'd asked of me a song and verse

So That evening long I entertained

Of war and jest and love I sang

And I'd have left lighter and fed

but they ordered me to the cpts bed.


I'll take anything but an insult made

Put my lute down and I drew my blade

And the captain who praised my sing song lilt

I knocked out flat with the pommel and hilt

A bard I'll be, and a minstrel fine

But my loves the dagger, so I carry nine

One for each bandit that jumped to the fray

Two in my sleeve when the rest ran away


I gathered my lute and my wagon and horse

Set out on my merry making course,

I'll give up my purse and I’ll gift my voice,

But I will fight if you take my choice.



You (G) say that you have (Em) heard the tales

and (C) rightly so you (D) may

But (Em) I have one that (C) you will find

is (D) newly sung (G) today


I traveled over mountainside

and through the Orson pass

I stopped in Martha Burry’s Inn

and thought it'd be my last

And sometimes when I tread the peak

I’d hear a quiet sound

that (Em) settled in my (D) wayward ear

and (C) followed me (G)around.


(Em) I am a bard, (C) a wanderlust

and (G)I am made to (D) sing

(Em)Lightfoot and (C) lark hearted

(D)my fingers love the (G)strings


I left the road to follow fast

a whisper, a suggestion

To searched the cliff and mountain peak

to ease my song obsession

I heard it in my blood and bones

A thunder in the air

Over jagged rock and stones

into a dragons laire.


His scales where sterling silver,

tooth and claw a striking white.

His voice was deep and dulcet asf

it echo’d in the heights

“Womanling, you’ve left your fire

What did you think to find,

For don't you know, I hunger and

We feast upon your kind.”


I am a bard, a wanderlust

and I am made to sing

Lightfoot and lark hearted

my fingers love the strings


I answered in an honest truth,

It was your voice that called

from through the mountainside I came

i have been clear enthralled

And if I die to hear you sing

My life is better lost

For just one song before I go

It would be worth the cost.

The Dragon laughed and settled down

And sang to me a tune

I couldn't help but hum along

It ended far too soon

“Would that the mountain had a heart,

Would that the wind had breath

If stars could hum, and ocean drum

Such music, light and death.”


I am a bard, a wanderlust

and I am made to sing

Lightfoot and lark hearted

my fingers love the strings


We sang under that pale moonlight

And I bargained for my life

that I should stay forever And

become a dragon’s wife.

I settled in the mountainside

an aria at dawn

the harmony at brightest day

at dusk an evensong


In time I spoke on who I’d been,

he shared with me his name

But I am a creature of the air

my voice grew soft and strained

With every day I lived I lost

A little off my soul

And so my husband made a choice:

The Dragon let me go.


I am a bard, a wanderlust

and I am made to sing

Light footed and lark hearted

My fingers love the strings


He gave to me a silver gem

Bound fast by a silver chain

He said to keep it by my heart

and there is still remains

The light is on the mountainside

The rumble in the clay

My husband sleeps under the sun

Where a napping dragon lay


I hoped that you enjoyed my song

for I'll be leaving soon

Im going home to my own love

To sing a happy tune.

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