Highland Rebellion - King of Asgard

This land was passed on from my father to me

It was barren, didn’t gorw easily

We put of all of these stones into pile

And how our backs hurt when we passed down the aisles

And sat down to be counted again

To be asked just how and when

We will give you the gold we don’t have for favors never given

You’re only trouble as far as I know

You start a war wherever you go

You’ve never been here and still you say

This land is yours from this very day

So send your mercenaries

To the highlands, through dense forests, down winding paths

So send your mercenaries

We will greet them with stick and stones, with knife and sword drawn

And you left us without a choice

Be it a hired hand soldier or a bailiff

All we have to get through the winter

Is in the barn and in the ryehouse

You’re only trouble as far as I know

I killed the man with one swift blow

We will do what it takes to keep the plunderers off the highlands

So send your mercenaries

To the highlands, through dense forests, down winding paths

So send your mercenaries

We will greet them with stick and stones, with knife and sword drawn

Civilization’s still the name that it goes by

When a fat man draws his lines on a map

Civilization is the name that it goes by

For King and country, give a mighty salute now

So send your mercenaries

To the highlands, through dense forests, down winding paths

So send your mercenaries

We will greet them with stick and stones, with knife and sword drawn