The King's Lawman

A song, written in the style of an a-cappella sea chanty by Killian McKenzie, himself.

Purpose

To make a joyful feckin' noise, don'tcha know.

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The King's Lawman

Well, seven days out from Craysilt town Long past when she shoulda' been found Stuck in the woods, so here I stand With the Foresters, searchin' for the King's right hand
No salt in the air, no gulls overhead No gentle swaying of the captain's bed Just cold hard land underneath my feet With gods know how many more damn weeks
I'll get back to sea, but I don't know when Cause I'm stuck on a job with the King's Lawman
Well the sea she calls but I can't answer I'm leagues away from where I can roam And I can tell you one thing, never again Will a McKenzie stray so far from home
No salt in the air, no gulls overhead No gentle swaying of the captain's bed Just cold hard land underneath my feet With gods know how many more damn weeks
I'll get back to sea, but I don't know when If I survive this job with the King's Lawmanhttps://open.spotify.com/track/0KrYPz4S4mKHeBjCwYJp0s?si=42308ac79848487f

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Type

Manual, Musical

Medium

Paper

Location

The Impenetrable Forest of Birkwud

Authors

• Killian McKenzie

Signatories (Characters)

• Killian McKenzie