Where'er I go, a song do I know on land or sea or air
I'll tell you tale of travelers' woe
And they fought without a care
The Dragonborn man with a gripe on his chest
Took forward a human knight
And maybe you think you know the rest
And stray so far you might
We're like tossing of waves, beating upon a bow
Though these two took logs and sticks and rods
And beat themselves on the brow
The Dragonborn shoved the man in a log
And when it felled he tied him to a tree
And though they'd find him after they saw the man came back at he
We're like tossing of waves, beating upon a bow
Though these two took logs and sticks and rods
And beat themselves on the brow
The man took up a stick when freed and pummeled the Dragonborn to the ground
There stood triumph for a moment at least
Until the Dragonborn mates struck him down
No finally after the mess had calmed down
The Dragonborn up on his feet
The human woke up with a bruise on his brow
And tied him again to the tree
We're like tossing of waves, beating upon a bow
Though these two took logs and sticks and rods
And beat themselves on the brow