A Grazing Mace

By: Skald-Brandr~Toralfsson, Anonymous

Tune: Amazing Grace

Verse 1

A grazing mace, how sweet the sound, that felled a foe for me I bashed his head, he struck the ground, and thus came victory

Verse 2

My mace has taught my foes to fear, that mace my fears relieved How precious did my mace appear, when I my mace received

Verse 3

Through many tourneys, wars, and fairs, I have already come My mace has brought me safe so far, my mace will bring me home

Verse 4

The King has promised good to me, His word my hope secures I will his Shield and Weapon be, when He gives me my spurs

Verse 5

And when my mace my foeman nails, that mortal strife shall cease And we'll possess within our pale, a life of joy and peace

Verse 6

A grazing mace, how sweet the sound, that flattened a wretch like thee Whose head is flat, that once was round done in by my mace...And me!

Verse 7

A grazing mace, how sweet the sound that smites a foe like thee You're left there lying on the ground, you've left the field to me!