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Oh, old King Al with his golden crown, he left the castle gate
He boarded ships with banners bright, and set to sail his fate
He watched the waves and watched the men march off into the fray
But never once did Al swing sword or strike a blow that day!
Sing hey for King Al, who went to war but stayed afar
He waved his hands and gave commands but never drew a scar!
While others fought and bled and died beneath the foreign sun
Oh brave King Al, who claimed the fight but never swung a one!
He'd toast the lads who stormed the walls, the soldiers in the mud
And speak of courage, honor, and the glory of their blood
He wore his boots and shiny helm, he rode along the line
But when the fight grew hot and close, he sipped his royal wine
Sing hey for King Al, who went to war but stayed afar
He waved his hands and gave commands but never drew a scar!
While others fought and bled and died beneath the foreign sun
Oh brave King Al, who claimed the fight but never swung a one!
He tells the court of battles won, of feats that none can match
Yet every wound and every scar was earned by someone else's patch
The minstrel sings, the heralds cheer, the townsfolk shake their head
While Al returns to gilded halls and goes to sleep in bed
Sing hey for King Al, who went to war but stayed afar
He waved his hands and gave commands but never drew a scar!
While others fought and bled and died beneath the foreign sun
Oh brave King Al, who claimed the fight but never swung a one!
So raise a laugh for kings like him, who march but do not strike
Whose glory rests on other men, and tales they spin alike
For every hero in the field remembers who was there
And old King Al just rode along and left his sword in care.