Pitied Be The Dragon Hunter
Pitied be the dragon hunter
Pitied be his name
Pitied be the blind boy
Who carries the hunter's stave
And woe unto the minstrel
Wandering through the land
Woe unto the outlaw who doesn't understand
And to you
I have loved in the morning
I have laughed with the dawn
In your face I saw longing
Night has come
Now it's gone
Tears for the lonely princess
Tears for the merchant's wife
Tears for the innkeeper's daughter
Who's swapping brew for life
And hiss the ugly duckling
Hiss the crooked mile
Hiss the wicked witch
But do it with a smile
And with love