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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vrJoAy6-or0&loop=20 3/4 time! [Verse 1]
The DGornishman’s wife was as Cfair as the sGun, and her Ckisses wereG warmer thanD spring. But the GDornishman’s blade was Cmade of black sGteel, and its kCiss was a tDerrible tGhing. The DGornishman’s wife would Csing as she Gbathed, in aC voice that wasG sweet as aD peach, But the DGornishman’s blade had a Csong of its oGwn, and a Cbite sharp and Dcold as a lGeech.
[Verse 2]
As heG lay on the ground with the dCarkness aGround, and the Ctaste of his Gblood on his Dtongue, His brGothers knelt by him and Cprayed him a pGrayer, and he sCmiled and he lGaughed and he sDung,
[Verse 3]
“BroGthers, oh brothers, my dCays here are Gdone, the CDornishman’s tGaken my Dlife, But Gwhat does it matter, for Call men must Gdie, and I’ve Ctasted the DDornishman’s Gwife!”