We were skulking through this dungeon - A pretty sorry lot Old Galliard the fighter had been actin' like a sot Our cleric had colitis; our torches all were wet But we had to find some treasure soon to get us out of debt...
So Galliard and Sonja were itchin' for a fight They both took the left fork, while we went to the right And that is when we heard it: the sound of rollin' dice We wondered why we had ignored those words of sage advice...
Don't You Know? You never split the party Clerics in the back to keep those fighters hale and hearty The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light And you never let that damn thief out of sight...
So then we heard this bellow from back around the bend We turned around to see if there was aid that we could lend And suddenly the corridor was covered up with orcs We fell back in a panic, feeling like a bunch of dorks...
The thief had pissed his leathers; the monk was turning blue Our wizard got all flustered and he covered us with goo The cleric swung his holy club some orcish skulls to break We tried to dodge his backswing as we pondered our mistake...
Don't You Know? You never split the party Clerics in the back to keep those fighters hale and hearty The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light And you never let that damn thief out of sight...
We finally found our fighters; they were hacking at a troll They chopped off knees and elbows but it kept on growing whole The wizard flung a fireball, his dice they did not fail He torched the troll and left the fighters roasting in their mail
The cleric had his hands full; apologies were said We swore an oath we'd stick together just like we were wed But then we found that sneaky thief had vanished in the gloom We caught him stuffing pockets in the secret treasure room...
Don't You Know? You never split the party Clerics in the back to keep those fighters hale and hearty The wizard in the middle, where he can shed some light And you never let that damn thief ... no you never let that damn thief ... no you Ne - ver let - that - damn - thief - out - of - sight!
Lyrics and tune by Larry Morris Arrrangement Emerald Rose
Larry Morris -- vocal, percussion Brian Sullivan -- vocal, guitar Arthur Hinds -- vocal, percussion Clyde Gilbert -- vocal, bass