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    C                                           G
A full three months have passed now since I asked my king to go,
      F                          C         G           C
For I must journey onward to face my country's foes,
   C                            G
I left my love behind me as I girded up for war,
         F                       C         G       C
And drew my sword upon this foreign shore.

Now the world is full of honors for those with sword and shield,
So I hied me to a tourney and with grace I won the field,
I was champion of the barony, yet still I raised mine eyes,
To the coronet of Baron for my prize.

A knight's soul is his lady, his reason for to fight,
And mine's my inspiration though I wear no belt of white,
But a Baron must have a baroness and my lady is far away,
So another's favor I must wear that day.

So I asked my lady's favor to fight for another's case,
And this angel out of heaven said that another could stand her place,
Then I asked my friend, a minstrel, since a sword he does not wield,
If I might fight for his lady's honor on the field.

Chorus:
        C                                     G
Fair lady I hold your honor and I raise my sword on high,
  F                                 C          G                 C
For my foeman stands before me and I know that I might die,
         C                                        G
And though you love another, and my lady is far away,
        F                                     C
Still I raise my sword to fight for you today.

Now the first fight was a tough one, 'twas the Nameless, Lord Bernard,
A friend and foe both goodly and the fight was long and hard,
But in the end, he bested me, as I crashed to the ground,
I knew I had but one chance for the crown.

With only one life left to me, I went to take my stand,
And I bested all who came to me, I bet them to a man,
'Til at the end but one foe stood, 'twas Lord Bernard my friend,
The man who's blow had felled me once, the Nameless once again.

Although his arm had bested mine, still I had won before,
So we armored up for one last match with the loser to give o'er,
And as the blows did fall like rain, we'd not give up the prize,
'Twas not the coronet to win, but the pride in a Lady's eyes.

The battle it seemed to last a day or perhaps a hundred years,
Our breaths came out in ragged gasps, we both bit back our tears,
I saw my lady's eyes and face, her worry how I'd fare,
And her inspiration filled me then, I'd won the bout right there.

Chorus:

Two blows later I'd won the day, Bernard lay at my feet,
I bent down to help him up, the final foe I'd beat,
He told me to go to her, that he would be just fine,
And he'd see me at the feast tonight, to drink to fortune mine!

Yet as I turned away from him, to greet my lady's eyes,
The Barony's new lady fair, the coronet her prize,
I thought it was not fortune there, that turned the tide right then,
It was the look upon my lady's face that carried me to win!

Chorus:

 Em               G                      D                        Em
You've had yourself a thousand dreams, but none have screamed so long,
Em              G                    D                  Em
Since you were just a little girl, you've heard the sweetest song,
         G              D                 Em    D          Em
Yes, you would be a princess with gold and jewels to wear,
Em                 G                 D            Em
And a goodly knight to rescue you, the captured lady fair.

(Spoken)
But who said I was one of the good guys?

(Fast)
Feel the earth beneath your feet, feel the wind in your hair,
Come with me and see the world, a world beyond compare,
Come with me and see the stars, grasp them in your hand.
Everything I have is yours, yes the world, is at your command.

Come with me and taste the wine, the wine of deepest red,
I will give you pillows soft, to rest your weary head,
I will give you bars of gold, servants at your feet,
Just say the world and it all is yours; give yourself to me!

I will make you beautiful, to turn the heads of men,
Helen launched one thousand ships, your face will launch ten,
The angels they will blush to see the beauty that you hold,
A thousand dreams and promises for which a soul is sold.

Would you know the sweetest kiss, that ever man could give?
Brush your lips against mine own, then you shall start to live,
Feel my arms around you as your heart pounds louder still,
Lose yourself within me as your body feels the thrill!

Electric shivers down your spine, give yourself to me.
I shall taste your sweetest wine, I shall set you free!
Feel my mouth upon your neck, a bite? Or just a kiss?
You know my wish is your command and your deepest darkest bliss.

Now come and sit here by my feet, accentuate your curves,
You have all that you could wish, and you truly wish to serve,
All I promised you shall have, all the you could will,
But don't forget that you are mine, you know I own you still.