The Barony of Riverhaven Music Box

MusicThese song created only for enjoyment, and if you are offended we are sorry you don't  have the sense of humour we do.

- Josseline de la Cour & Dimitrii Borodinskii.

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Some songs below where written as we travelled to Childers throughout 2005 , We tried to make them fit the tune and be amusing.  As you can see there is a couple of names mentioned in these songs, at the time these were the people we thought wouldn't mind being used and now that we are living here - no one is safe. If you have any songs, poems or riddles, please email Web Minister. Other songs are old favourites.

Ode To BurnfieldOde to Burnfield

  On the vast plains of the battlefield, the war rages on
Wounded Riverhaven fighters are falling, all hope seems gone.
Then a hush falls over the battlefield, they hear marching sounds like a drum,
A cheer from the Riverhaven fighters rise, reinforcements have come!

Striding proudly over the hilltop, a group of fighters are seen
In shinny formations they come, looking remarkably keen.
Then a gasp can be heard, escaping everyone’s mouth
It’s those berserk Burnfieldians, they’ve all headed south.

Woe to Riverhaven, woe to their foes
What those berserkers will do, nobody knows.
Too far up north Burnfield grew
They’ll kill your enemy, but also likely to kill you.

Conrad de Burnett leads the worrying horde,
(With this gentle in charge, you’ll never get bored)
Right by his side, Colum can be spied
(We’ve lost count how many times in battle he died)

Next come the female fighters, with the same devastating effectiveness,
That their male brethren have, (But they do look better I confess)
“I’ll go for the leader”, Ayleth does shout,
Next thing you know, Baron Somerled was knocked out.

The fair maiden Eadaoin Inghean ui Lochlainn (However it’s pronounced)
Saw the Enemy’s leader, and upon him did pounce.
She slain him victoriously, he truly was dead
But then realised she had slain one of her own, Eric the Red.

In the rear of the army, is the Hospitaller Heather
Worrying if she has enough material, food and leather.
Franticly running about the field, running to and fro,
Accidentally kills the Baronial Champion, the good Sir Agro.

Behind all this, furiously spinning upon her wheel,
Is the A&S Mistress Elgiva conversing with the Baroness, making a deal.
“To allow your fighters to live” she pleads to Caelia the Fair,
“End this battle quickly, no more can your fighters bare”

With that the battle was over, the Burnfieldians calm
The group had been appeased, no one else would come to harm.
The sacrifice had been offered to Burnfield, but it was no deer or doe,
T’was the owner of the ample dumplings, the good Lady Jo.

Next time you’re at a war, keep a good look out
For those Burnfieldians could possibly be about.
If people were missed from this, don’t look to me to blame
It’s because they still don’t have an SCA name.

Colum mac Fheradaigh

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Big Blue Car Big Blue Car

Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
Heavies travelling near and far,
Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
We’re gonna drive to Rowany

Torum’s in the backseat, he’s getting a little bored.
Torum’s in the backseat so he playing with his sword.

Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
Heavies travelling near and far,
Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
We’re gonna drive to Rowany

 

Pat’s fast asleep, he’s having a little nap.                
We better wake him up cause he’s dribbling on his lap.

Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
Heavies travelling near and far,
Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
We’re gonna drive to Rowany

Rugen’s on the front seat, with jerky made of roo.
Don’t touch his jar cause he’ll viciously growl at you

Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
Heavies travelling near and far,
Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
We’re gonna drive to Rowany

Mat’s doing the driving, stepping on the gas.
Mat’s doing the driving so in 5 minutes we’ll be in yass.

Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
Heavies travelling near and far,
Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
We’re gonna drive to Rowany

Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
Heavies travelling near and far,
Toot toot chagga chagga big blue car
We’re gonna drive to Rowany

Josseline de la Cour & Colum mac Fheradaigh

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Heavy BashingHeavy Bashing

Sung to Lee  - Scrub bashing

 

Lorcan’s a glaiveman,
Wendall’s got his shield.

Colum and his 2 hander,
And Somerled owns the field.

 

River Haven to Burnfield, any excuse will do.
Don’t look at them sideways, cause then they will run you through..

Banging in a cloud of dust, dead heavies hitting the floor.
Bad back, bruised bum, passed out with heat stroke.

That’s what we come here for.
Bad knees and great deal of pain but coming back for more.

It’s me passion, Heavy bashing.

Found myself a paddock, was ready for a stint.
But then my armour failed and the Marshall hauled me in.

They grabbed my sword, checked the tape. Said sorry son,
it’s time you learnt a lesson, let me show you how it’s done.

Banging in a cloud of dust, dead heavies hitting the floor.
Bad back, bruised bum, passed out with heat stroke.

That’s what we come here for.
Bad knees and great deal of pain but coming back for more.

It’s me passion, Heavy bashing.

You got to keep the shield wall tight, and look out for archer shot. 
You got to show them what your are made of, and show them what you got.

Banging in a cloud of dust, dead heavies hitting the floor.
Bad back, bruised bum, passed out with heat stroke.

That’s what we come here for.
Bad knees and great deal of pain but coming back for more.

It’s me passion, Heavy bashing.

Yeah! Heavy bashing,
Yeah! Heavy bashing.

 

Josseline de la Cour & Colum mac Fheradaigh

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I Did What?

Sung to I did What?! - Adam BrandI did what

I woke up this morning smelling like leather
Bruises on the back of my hands
My legs were so tender and really sore

I tried but I couldn’t stand
I yelled at Torum to see if he’d survived
My head span all over the place
They started reeling off things I did last night
a look of Horror came over my face

I did what? I smooched who?
Oh tell me the King wasn't there
And that I caused quite a scene
When I stripped in front of the Queen
And did a slide in my underwear
I did what? I mooned who?
Oh this time I guess I crossed the line
I’ll be banished in a day
But what can I say
I must've had a real good time

Torum then went on and said some guy named Myjon's
Been looking for you for a fight
And as I understand, you stole his pants

And laughed as you set them alight
Then he went down the list of the things I'd done and I listened in misery,
I was thinking real hard about running out,
and leaving the Barony

I did what? I smooched who?
Oh tell me the King wasn't there
And that I caused quite a scene
When I stripped in front of the Queen
And did a slide in my underwear
I did what? I mooned who?
Oh this time I guess I crossed the line
I’ll be banished in a day
But what can I say
I must've had a real good time

What can I say I had a bad day
I guess I just lost my mind
It's all just a blur
But one things for sure
I must've had a real good time

Colum mac Fheradaigh

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What about me (Rapier)  

Rapier fightersSung to What about Me

 

There’s a free scholar waiting at the corner of the tourney eric
He’s been waiting out there, waiting for his chance, he’ll never ever make it to the top
He gets pushed around, knocked to the ground, he gets to his feet and says

What about me, it isn’t fair
Want to be king, but do Rapier
Can’t you see, I want the crown
But you stick jockeys make me frown

A Provosts laying dead on the deck of the pirate ship
He’s been slayed in a Melee, never saw it coming, may be dead but still has his wit
A hold has been called, the game is done, he gets to his feet and says

What about me, it isn’t fair
Want to be king, but do Rapier
Can’t you see, I want the crown
But you stick jockeys make me frown

So take a step back and see the Rapier people
The may wear tights but their swords make them feel big oh so big
So listen as they mumble Want to be the king

Now I got a white scarf and I’m a guild master
I’m still not the king not even a prince even tho I am top of the game
Suppose I’m pretty so smile a lot but sometimes I wish for more then I got

What about me, it isn’t fair
Want to be king, but do Rapier
Can’t you see, I want the crown
But you stick jockeys...

What about me, it isn’t fair
Want to be king, but do Rapier
Can’t you see, I want the crown
But you stick jockeys...

You stick jockeys…

You stick jockeys make me frown

What about me, want to be king, want to be the king.

 

Josseline de la Cour & Colum mac Fheradaigh

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Riverhaven

RiverhavenI wish to tell you a tale, of a land far and wide,
A land that is full of people, who fill me with pride.
The group of people that make up this land, are very different you see,
But most importantly, some of them used to be somebody.

 

Riverhaven, Riverhaven, A land full of goodness, happiness and hope,
Riverhaven, Riverhaven, you have to know how to take a joke.

Led by the almightiest Baron, and the most beautiful Baroness,
Will lead us into the future, well really more or less.
Backed by the Baronial guard, standing proudly by their side,
Girt by so much power, makes other Baronies hide.

Riverhaven, Riverhaven, they give you support, and make sure that you are fed,
Riverhaven, Riverhaven, they lend you their armour, and then smack you in the head.

The maidens and the most beautiful, graceful and fair,
But step on their dress, and they all turn into a bear.
The fighters and the most fiercest, full of talent and wit,
Mind you others would say that really they are full of shi…nanigans.

Riverhaven, Riverhaven, they’ll be the first to stand behind you,
Riverhaven, Riverhaven, but then accidentally run you through.

At Rowany they showed their skills, building a mighty impressive fort,
And kept the image of Riverhaven going, I’ve heard from some reports.

You see they have the reputation, for many a night time raid,
And after this festival, this reputation won’t fade.

Riverhaven, Riverhaven, other groups coming back to return
Riverhaven, Riverhaven, tell me this, why will they not learn?

Unfortunately my friends, this tale I must end,
If I have offended, I hope to make amend.

For I am a heavy fighter, and have taken far too many blows,
I’ll drop my pants, point out the bruise and really give you a show.

Riverhaven, Riverhaven, no matter what, my barony I will defend,
Riverhaven, Riverhaven, fills me with pride, to the very end.

Dimitrii Borodinskii

 

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musicBaron’s and Muscles

(Sung to Cockles and Mussels)

In Brisbane’s fair city, the Baronial Guard are so pretty,

I first set my eyes on sweet Somerled;

He’s hairy like a bear-o, and shirts his muscles tear-o, Showing, “Peckles and Muscles, alive alive-o!”

 

Chorus

“Alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!”

Showing, “Peckles and Muscles, alive, alive-o!”

 

He was a heavy fighter, and no-one was there mighter, For when he hit you, usually you swore;

And he’s hairy like a bear-o, and shirts his muscles tear-o,

Showing, “Peckles and Muscles, alive alive-o!”

 

Chorus

“Alive, alive-o! Alive, alive-o!”

Showing, “Peckles and Muscles, alive, alive-o!”

 

So be very wary, don’t you call him a fairy

Cause you’ll make him angry, that sweet Somerled; He will tear his shirt down, and then run through the town,

Showing, “Peckles and Muscles, alive, alive-o!”

 

Colum mac Fheradaigh

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UislennUislenn

First line of the chorus is basically -      
‘Oosh lanHan yel bar sark roo eye’

Dawn is breaking, across the land
Spears are rising in every hand
The children of the living and the ghosts of the dead
Will waken to the thunder of the warrior’s tread

Chorus

Uislenn cha’niel bas ach ruidgh
Fill your tankards, raise them high
Here’s a health to the dream that never dies
Uislenn cha’niel bas ach ruidgh

The blazing beacons have called the clans
The fate of our kindred is in our hands
Bound to the land by ties of blood
Bound to our brothers by oath and sword

Chorus

The ravens are calling, blood is on the spears
The songs of out fathers ring in our ears
All men are mortal, he who lives must die
Uislenn Cha’niel bas ach ruidgh

 

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