Crusader
Album - 1984 - Debaser id 40507

Crusader, crusader, please take me with you
The battle lies far to the east
Crusader, crusader, don't leave me alone
I want to ride out on your quest

I'm waiting, I'm waiting, to stand by your side
To fight with you over the sea
They're calling, they're calling, I have to be there
The holy land has to be free

Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
Fight the good fight
With all your might

Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
We're marching, we're marching, to a land far from home
No one can say who'll return
For Christendom's sake, we'll take our revenge
On the pagans from out of the east
We Christians are coming, with swords held on high
United by faith and the cause
The Saracen heathen will soon taste our steel
Our standards will rise 'cross the land

Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
Fight the good fight
With all your might

Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
To battle, to battle, the Saracen hordes
We follow the warrior king
Onward, ride onward, into the fight
We carry the sign of the cross
Warlords of England, Knights of the Realm
Spilling their blood in the sand
Crusader, crusader, the legend is born
The future will honour your deeds

Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
Fight the good fight
With all your might
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
(Come Crusader let battle commence)

Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
Fight the good fight
Believe what is right
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm
Crusader, the Lord of the Realm-

When I hit the ground, I was on the run
I was born, the seventh son
I came up fast, just wanting more
Always running from the law
My father said, now slow down son
Life for you has just begun

A little bit of what you fancy always does you good (*)
A little bit of what you fancy always does you good

Don't stop me now, I'm running wild
I've always been a restless child
I was born to rock and roll
Mmm, it's in my soul
I've got my Ford, she's long and black
Who needs a fucking Cadillac

(Repeat *)

I sleep all day and I'm up all night
I don't get paid, but that's alright
Don't put me down, I've had enough
I'll stand and fight
When I hit the ground, I was on the run
I was born the seventh son

(Repeat *)

Excitement in the air
There's a journey to prepare
They check the food and water's all on board

They're waiting for the tide
The sails are open wide
They're sailing to a better place to dwell

They're sailing to America (*)
Fly the banners high
They're sailing to America
Set the rigging high

The quayside's full of friends
A farewell in their hands
No-one knows if they will reach the shore

As Plymouth slips away
They'll not be back again
They're sailing off towards the promised land

(Repeat *)

They're sailing to America
Fly the banners high

The Mayflower's on her way
Set sail for many days
The lookout searching for the distant shore

Anchored in the surf
Their journey's at an end
The pilgrims set their feet on virgin land

(Repeat *)

[Andy Scott]
[Originally performed by : Sweet]

Gagged, balled and chained
Feels just the same
Hands on the wall
Maybe you're just playin' games
Set me free

Mauled by a hound
Hangin' around
Is this for real
I don't know when I'll be found
Set me free

Set me free
Set me free from you

Taken by force
By you of course
Far from my bed
I know I'd rather be dead
Set me free

Set me free
Set me free from you

Fire in my brain
Burn me insane
Making your mark
Don't leave me here in the dark
Set me free

Call me a Saint
That's what I ain't
Inside my head
Maybe I'd feel better dead
Set me free

Set me free
Set me free from you

Set me free