The Ballad of Sneatcha

When a lusty bard
Arrives in the town of Waterdeep
With his lute in his hand
A maiden asks for a song

With a toss of a coin
The maiden asks
Please sing the praises
For my beloved Sneatcha

A fierce creature of small size
With fists of power
And a hold of steel
Fights evil hordes in his way

Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
A friend of Waterdavian

When Sneatcha enters the ring
With his fighting prowess
A mighty brawler swaying the crowd
Sneatcha cannot be beat

Knocking out his opponents
With his mighty fists
With growls of anger
To raise the Belt of the One

Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
A friend of Waterdavian

When evil came home
Sneatcha raged with anger
Shout never touch my love
As he fought with passion

With a crack and snap
With groans and a thud
Evil fell at his feet
Never to harm his love again

Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
A friend of Waterdavian

With a rock hard body
A horn of pearl
Sneatcha in his cloth
Is enough to make you blush

With Sneatcha watching over us
Evil will not stand a chance
As his might fist
Will beat them into the ground.

Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
Oh Waterdeep
Buy Sneatcha an ale
A friend of Waterdavian