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I was standing by the village gates when |
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I first heard the news |
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The king had sent his men to seize |
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Gabriel's land |
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And when Gabriel he refused, the men took both his daughters |
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And cut the wedding ring fingers from their hands |
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The next three days |
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I heard three times separate similar stories |
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The king was taking what was ours for his own |
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Deep, deep down in the pit of my chest my fear turned to fury |
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When I thought about my family and my home |
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Good kind |
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Rudy stood before the king |
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His mighty sword in his hand |
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All through the valley we could hear him swing |
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And a joyful cheer filled the land |
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Nobody's ever gonna treat us like that again |
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Late that night all the men in the village gathered in a clearing in the forest |
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And we elected |
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Good Rudy to lead us now |
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He decided right away that the king must die |
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Every head bent forward as he told us how |
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We split up into two large groups and headed for the castle on the hill |
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My group stormed the front, all the guards came running |
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Rudy's group snuck up from the back and laid their ladders up against the castle walls |
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Nobody ever saw them coming |
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Good kind |
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Rudy stood before the king |
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His mighty sword in his hand |
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All through the valley we could hear him swing |
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And a joyful cheer filled the land |
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Good kind |
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Rudy stood before the king |
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His mighty sword in his hand |
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All through the valley we could hear him swing |
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And a joyful cheer filled the land |
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Nobody's ever gonna treat us like that again |
