| From the north came a warrior | |
| Bearing burdens dark and deep | |
| I've a will and I've a wanting | |
| And miles to go before I sleep | |
| I have horses in my stable | |
| I have sons fit to fight | |
| I will bring this to your table | |
| If you ride with me this night | |
| From the north came a warrior | |
| Bearing burdens dark and deep | |
| I've a will and I've a wanting | |
| And miles to go before I sleep | |
| Blood red wine, a toast for heroes | |
| And harping till the morning light | |
| Come the dawn the road will lead us | |
| If you ride with me this night |