Before I got to fighting, or when fighting got to me I looked to find examples on the field of chivalry And I saw mighty arms much stronger than my arms could ever be So I thought perhaps that field was not for me
But still I stayed to watch the fighting 'til one figure stood apart In armour newly fashioned and a helm more pot than art But each blow was thrown with honour and a lightness of the heart So I took that step which soon became a start
[Chorus] Cause she was not the biggest fighter, nor one to raise a fuss But I remember being proud that she was one of us And we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side Because of her, I lift my sword with pride
She was ladylike and lively, not the type you would expect With a braver heart than many and a slot-shot to respect And I guess she'd once decided this was where she'd like to be And I thought, if she could do it, why not me?
Cause she was not the biggest fighter, nor one to raise a fuss But I remember being proud that she was one of us And we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side Because of her, I lift my sword with pride
So now as I gather armour, bits and pieces here and there I think about examples, how you act and what you dare 'Cause you never know who's watching, or how far that story goes Where'er that lady is, I hope she knows
Cause she was not the biggest fighter, nor one to raise a fuss But I remember being proud that she was one of us And we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side Because of her, I lift my sword with pride
No, we might never stand together in a shield-wall side by side Because of her, I lift my sword with pride