The Elves’ Song

Once upon a time
In the land of Rhye
There was a ship at sail
Upon a magic sea
And stowed away on board was me
On the galley shelves
Was food for elves
And the elves rode along
Singing this song
For anyone who came along and for themselves
It went
[Unintelligible]

I try and I strain
To make out their refrain
But the words tumbled out upon an endless sea
And following them along was me
So take a hand, take a hand
Down to that sand
Direct your soul and your senses too
And that ship will pull up alongside of you
Singing
[Unintelligible] (You can make it out if your listen clear)
[Unintelligible] (It's nothing you wouldn't wanna hear)
[Unintelligible] (They're singing, singing)
Faiderol (Singing, singing, singing)
Elves something 'bout tall (Singing...)
Holy, holy, holy
'Cause elves believe in God
'Cause they know there's a possibility of dying in a fog
And they think of fortunes on the run
Singing 'bout the power of a gun
Singing battles lost and battles won
And staying clear until they're done
And having kids and having fun
And sailing high across the sun
Until out of rhymes they've run
They begin again, they go:
Faiderol (Singing, singing)
Elves something 'bout tall
Holy, holy, holy
Singing, singing Faiderol
Singing holy
Singing elves are tall
Singing, singing, singing
Singing holy, holy, holy
Holy, holy
Singing faiderol
Singing holy, holy, holy