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Lyr Req: Six Gold Rings

Jester, the cure for melancholy 01 Sep 98 - 01:32 PM
The Fenian 02 Sep 98 - 10:12 AM
Amaranth 03 Sep 98 - 10:34 PM
16 Sep 98 - 02:52 PM
GUEST,katriana 22 Sep 02 - 08:23 PM
Nigel Parsons 23 Sep 02 - 04:29 AM
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Subject: Six Gold Rings
From: Jester, the cure for melancholy
Date: 01 Sep 98 - 01:32 PM

I have been searching for this song since I first heard it nine years ago. The people I find that know it always lose the words or forget to write them down before they go. It is a balad about a man who only has six gold rings to show for all the trials through his life. It has eight verses. The intro, one verse about each ring and then the closing. Anyone who can find it or has any leads, I would greatly appriciate. I can be reached at tahlmorrah@hotmail.com

Jester


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Subject: RE: Six Gold Rings
From: The Fenian
Date: 02 Sep 98 - 10:12 AM

Sounds like a pretty cool song Jester so if you get it would you let me know I'd love to read the lyrics, My e-mail is greenegardens@hotmail.com or you can just send it through the Mudcat


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Subject: RE: Six Gold Rings
From: Amaranth
Date: 03 Sep 98 - 10:34 PM

I am adding this to keep this current, I to would like to see the lyrics.


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Subject: RE: Six Gold Rings
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Date: 16 Sep 98 - 02:52 PM

This again is a request for any one who might even have heard of a friend who might know a friend that knows this song. Any lead would be helpful!


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Subject: RE: Six Gold Rings
From: GUEST,katriana
Date: 22 Sep 02 - 08:23 PM

Well, this is an old thread and maybe I don't have the right song, but it has 8 verses and 6 gold rings :-)

Catalan Vengeance by Moses ben Eldad (his SCA name) to the tune of Ballad of Spring Hill by Peggy Seeger is about the Catalan Grand Company and the Battle of Kephissos River.

chorus goes:
My six gold rings were dearly bought.
My comrades blood for the plate I own.
Our front rank spear met the French Knights' charge
Of a hundred men I returned alone.
Of a hundred men I returned alone


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Subject: Lyr Add: CATALAN VENGEANCE (Six Gold Rings)
From: Nigel Parsons
Date: 23 Sep 02 - 04:29 AM

Found at This site


CATALAN VENGEANCE
Words: Moses ben Eldad; Tune: Peggy Seeger

Chorus: My six gold rings were dearly bought.
My comrades blood for the plate I own.
Our front rank spear met the French Knights' charge
Of a hundred men I returned alone.
Of a hundred men I returned alone.

We were Spanish troops in Sicilian ships
And the king of the Greeks had sent to hire
Our thousand spears to scour the Turks
From his Eastern Realm with sword and fire.
From his Eastern Realm with sword and fire.
We drove the Turks to the Iron Gates,
But the faith of a prince keeps not the day.
We were bandits now said the king of the Greeks
So he hanged our captain and stole our pay.
So he hanged our captain and stole our pay.

The crusader kings of the East we told
Of our own hard fight and the Greek king's shame
But the German laugh and the Frankish sneer
Said a rabble of spear was but fair game
Said a rabble of spear was but fair game
From the wine-dark sea we marched on west
'Til we came to the Duke of Athens' land.
His herald said "Wear chains or die."
By Kephisses River we're forced to stand.
By Kephisses River we're forced to stand.

We made our camp on a grassy hill
In the midst of a league of marshy ground
That a light armed man might cross with care
Where an armored horse must soon sink down
Where an armored horse must soon sink down
Our hundred best at the marshes edge,
Six hundred hid in the reeds behind,
While a thousand horse of the Duke's own troop
Rode along the stream to surround our line.
Rode along the stream to surround our line.

An arrows flight from our waiting spears
The knights formed ranks with a joyous sound.
Now the first wave comes at a walk, now trot
Five hundred ride for the killing ground.
Five hundred ride for the killing ground.
At a hundred yards we see their blades
But the horses' hooves are what you fear,
Five hundred tons of steel and flesh
And you bar their path with an eight-foot spear.
And you bar their path with an eight-foot spear.

At fifty yards their lances dip
We grip our pikes in gauntlet hand,
As a steel-shod thunder drowns our cries
And the ground shakes so we can hardly stand.
And the ground shakes so we can hardly stand.
They smashed our line and trampled all,
Who stood to fight, who turned to flee,
And plunged in over the marsh's edge
In the red soaked mud to the horses' knee
In the red soaked mud to the horses' knee

The knights looked up and saw our troops
Still standing on the further shore.
"Form up!" called the duke in knee-deep mud,
"We'll smash these dogs with one charge more."
"We'll smash these dogs with one charge more."
They sank in mud to the riders' thighs,
"Push on!" the duke of Athens said.
So we hurled out darts and fired our bows,
Five hundred trapped and the rest are fled.
Five hundred trapped and the rest are fled.

"Free pass and ransom,"the duke he cried,
But we know the worth of a French knight's word
So we cut his throat and stripped his arms,
And left his flesh for the dogs and birds.
And left his flesh for the dogs and birds.
I crawled on out to the shaky ground
As the crow dipped low on stiffened wing,
Where a young squire moaned with his face-plate gone,
Cut his right hand off for it's golden ring.
Cut his right hand off for it's golden ring.

Rich gifts they brought, these Frankish knights,
Who called us bastard Spanish curs.
We had arms and mail and a duke's own helm,
Two bushels brim with silver spurs.
Two bushels brim with silver spurs.
My comrades lie in the white Greek soil,
But they do not rest in the earth alone,
Five hundred knights and a Frankish duke
Share a pool of mud for a marking stone.
Share a pool of mud for a marking stone.

NP


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Subject: RE: Six Gold Rings
From: GUEST,katriana
Date: 24 Sep 02 - 02:02 AM

Well yes :-) And I've got the history behind both songs too.

katriana off tracking down other original tunes to filks...


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Subject: RE: Six Gold Rings
From: Nigel Parsons
Date: 24 Sep 02 - 05:35 AM

Should mention I've e-mailed Jester to let him know it's here. An attempt to e-mail The Fenian got a bounced mail.

Nigel


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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Six Gold Rings
From: GUEST
Date: 22 Aug 13 - 10:21 PM

Here, now:

http://www.calonsong.org/CalontirSongs/catalanvengeance.htm


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