Jason of Westershire, after Crag Duggin's "Sixteen Knights" Sixteen Knights Lyrics

Some people think a Fyrdman is made out of mud.
But a Fyrdman's made of muscle and blood.
Muscle and blood, duct tape and chain mail,
A mind that's weak and an arm that's hail.
You fight sixteen knights, and what do you get?
Another wrenched shoulder and deeper in debt.
St. William don't you call me, I can't get killed.
I owe my soul to the Armorers' Guild.

Well, a Huscarl's life is more than you think.
There's more to life than women and drink.
(There's) Women and drink and the practice field.
And no more women until you're healed.
You fight sixteen knights, and what do you get?
Another rib broken and deeper in debt.
St. William don't you call me, I can't get killed.
I owe my soul to the Armorers' Guild.

Now, a knight is known by his belt and chain,
But those gold and silver targets only cause him pain.
Cause him pain, though he makes his kill,
If the swords don't get you, the spearmen will!
You eat sixteen pikes, and what do you get?
You get your jaw wired and deeper in debt.
St. William don't you call me, I can't get killed.
I owe my soul to the Armorers' Guild.

Now, of fighting men, you know the King is the best,
'Cause he won that crown when he beat the rest.
But seek not battle for the crown to do,
'Cause if you're NOT lucky, it'll come to you.
You beat sixteen knights, and what do you get?
A crown of gold and a world of debt.
(slower)
Bless his name when the King draws nigh.
He owes his soul to MCI!
Alternate ending:
Bless his name 'cause we all know
He owes his soul to Conoco!