Todd Rundgren Song Of The Viking
I am a Viking of some note Knut's my name and here I float Out on the sea in a great big boat and I'm the one who beats the drum in time To stroke the oars that drive our galleons on And while we rowed we had our song And we had our god, and it may seem odd But at least there was a cause Caught a wind and we upped the sail Lost two ships when it turned to a gale Down went a third when she rammed on a whale Though we despaired we could not fail And through it all we never faltered Late at night I lay on the decke Wondering whye I risk my necke Picture myselfe in a sinkinge wrecke Ande downe I'me goinge notte knowinge whye I just can't quite recall the reason why It's such a drag to carry on But there was a cause, but there was a reason If you like I'll be your Viking Sit you down to a Nordic meal Give you strength that you might wield A Viking sword and a Viking shield And off we'll sail in mighty ships of yore Perhaps we shouldn't let our hands get sore We need someone to pull the oars And to do the chores So we need a cause, so we need a reason why (Erik is here!)