The Golden Apple

Bastard Song

Lyrics & Melody by Michael Crook

Centuries ago a sentry
Well known for his loyalty
Kept watch for in his hands
Were the lives of royalty

He was the bastard son of his mother's man
Who fled before his birth
And the legions of the king
Was all that he was worth

Pride set deep within his heart
Pride burned deep within his heart

So on watch it was wet and the green reflected
Through the ripples on the ground
The trees blew across the path
Like seaweed on the tide

The witching hour fell upon his brow
And he was frowning at the night
When a knight or a swordsman of some kind
Flickered passed his sight

He said: Halt who calls upon the king
Halt what message do you bring

The man replied my father is inside
I bear his name and have come to claim what’s mine

So the guard let him pass but his envy grasped
His sword it quickly drew
The memory of no father,
Thrusted and ran true

I’ve pledged allegiance to the sovereignty
And I’ve been treated like a son
And no man from the dark will steal my part
The past is dead and gone

Centuries ago a sentry
Well known for his loyalty
Kept watch for in his hands
Were the lives of royalty