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Re: Thief's Anthem
Date: 2013-12-10 03:46 pm (UTC)At 'cut throats smugglers thieves and beggars', the tune i was trying to work out in my head turned it into 'gypsies tramps and thieves' haha.
Gypsies Tramps and Thieves
Date: 2013-12-11 09:34 pm (UTC)I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show
My papa used to sell the moon sugar we'd grow
Mama would do whatever she could
But they'd say ,"No room for Khajit here."
So we'd get going, while the going was good
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people in the holds
They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night the soldiers came around
And drink their skooma down
Picked up a cat south of Winterhold
Gave him a ride, welcomed him to the fold
I was sixteen, he was twenty-one
Rode with us to Riften
And papa woulda cut him if he knew what he'd done
Gypsies, tramps, and thieves
We'd hear it from the people in the holds
They'd call us gypsies, tramps, and thieves
But every night the soldiers came around
And drink their skooma down
Never did much foolin' but he taught me well
With his smooth Elsewyr smile
Three months later I'm a gal in trouble
And I haven't seen him for a while,
I haven't seen him for a while,
They were born in the wagon of a travellin' show
Mama used to sell the moon sugar they'd grow
Grandma'd do whatever she could
But they'd say, "No room for Khajit here"
So we'd get going whilst the going was good.
Re: Gypsies Tramps and Thieves
Date: 2013-12-15 01:46 am (UTC)Re: Gypsies Tramps and Thieves
Date: 2013-12-22 09:06 am (UTC)