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The SCA birthday song is an old, but happy [[tradition]]. It seems to have fallen out of favour recently (mostly because no-one can remember the words).
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To the tune of "Volga Boatmen".
 
To the tune of "Volga Boatmen".
   
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Death and gloom and black despair<br>
 
Death and gloom and black despair<br>
 
People dying everywhere
 
People dying everywhere
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Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!) Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!)
 
Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!) Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!)
   
Now you are the age you are
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Now you are the age you are<br>
 
Your demise cannot be far
 
Your demise cannot be far
   
May the candles on your cake
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May the candles on your cake<br>
 
burn like cities in your wake
 
burn like cities in your wake
   
This one lesson you must learn
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This one lesson you must learn<br>
 
FIRST you pillage, THEN you burn
 
FIRST you pillage, THEN you burn
   
Burn the Castle and storm the keep
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Burn the Castle and storm the keep<br>
 
Kill the Women but SAVE THE SHEEP!
 
Kill the Women but SAVE THE SHEEP!
   
Your servants steal, your wife's untrue
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Your servants steal, your wife's untrue<br>
 
Your children plot to murder you
 
Your children plot to murder you
   
They stole your gold, your sword, your house
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They stole your gold, your sword, your house<br>
 
They stole your sheep, but not your spouse
 
They stole your sheep, but not your spouse
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so you're 29 again
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so you're 29 again<br>
 
don't tell lies to your good friend
 
don't tell lies to your good friend
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So another year has passed
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So another year has passed<br>
 
don't look now they're gaining fast!
 
don't look now they're gaining fast!
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Black Death has just struck your town
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Black Death has just struck your town<br>
 
you yourself feel quite run-down
 
you yourself feel quite run-down
   
Fear and gloom and darkness but
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Fear and gloom and darkness but<br>
 
no one found out YOU KNOW WHAT
 
no one found out YOU KNOW WHAT
 
 
You're a period cook, its true
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You're a [[period cook]], its true<br>
 
ask the beetles in the stew
 
ask the beetles in the stew
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You must marry very soon<br>
Now your jail-bait days are done
 
let's go out and have some fun!
 
 
You must marry very soon
 
 
baby's due the next full moon
 
baby's due the next full moon
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Were I sitting in your shoes
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Were I sitting in your shoes<br>
 
I'd go out and sing the blues
 
I'd go out and sing the blues
 
 
Tho you're turning 29
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Tho you're turning 29<br>
 
age to you is like fine wine
 
age to you is like fine wine
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Now you've lived another year
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Now you've lived another year<br>
 
age to you is like stale beer
 
age to you is like stale beer
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Long ago your hair turned grey
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Long ago your hair turned grey<br>
 
now it's falling out, they say
 
now it's falling out, they say
 
 
It's your birthday never fear
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It's your birthday never fear<br>
 
You'll be dead this time next year
 
You'll be dead this time next year
   
We brought linen, white as cloud
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We brought linen, white as cloud<br>
 
Now we'll sit and sew your shroud!
 
Now we'll sit and sew your shroud!
   

Revision as of 02:39, 1 July 2003

The SCA birthday song is an old, but happy tradition. It seems to have fallen out of favour recently (mostly because no-one can remember the words).

To the tune of "Volga Boatmen".

Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!) Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!)

Death and gloom and black despair
People dying everywhere

Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!) Happy Birthday! (UNGHH!)

Now you are the age you are
Your demise cannot be far

May the candles on your cake
burn like cities in your wake

This one lesson you must learn
FIRST you pillage, THEN you burn

Burn the Castle and storm the keep
Kill the Women but SAVE THE SHEEP!

Your servants steal, your wife's untrue
Your children plot to murder you

They stole your gold, your sword, your house
They stole your sheep, but not your spouse

so you're 29 again
don't tell lies to your good friend

So another year has passed
don't look now they're gaining fast!

Black Death has just struck your town
you yourself feel quite run-down

Fear and gloom and darkness but
no one found out YOU KNOW WHAT

You're a period cook, its true
ask the beetles in the stew

You must marry very soon
baby's due the next full moon

Were I sitting in your shoes
I'd go out and sing the blues

Tho you're turning 29
age to you is like fine wine

Now you've lived another year
age to you is like stale beer

Long ago your hair turned grey
now it's falling out, they say

It's your birthday never fear
You'll be dead this time next year

We brought linen, white as cloud
Now we'll sit and sew your shroud!

Continue ad nauseam.