Cantrevs of Prydain Lyrics

Goryon
Hundreds of brave warriors
Heroes they be called
Honour without measure
At Lord Goryon’s court
I’ll ride the grey dragon
I will break its back

Taran
Is this a liege lord’s honour
To ride a pig-keepers nag

Goryon
Now take her away
Don’t shadow my men’s bravery
No more will I say
And unstained my valour will be

Gast
Welcome to my castle
Tonight we will feast
Ever openhanded
I’m to man and beast
And my treasures grand
Come marvel at all that I own

Gurgi
Gurgi’d give his hand
To be not so poor and alone

Goryon
Nobody’s valour is greater than mine
Yet my men they will attack from behind

Gast
See the most generous man far and wide
Yet I will starve you to death by my side

Taran
Is a man what he sees himself to be
What will a mirror then show what is me
Warrior or pig-keeper, farmer or lord
My quest’s not over till I’ve tried my sword

Goryon & Gast & Smoit
Cantrevs of Prydain, swords held high

Taran
Born and bred for war

Goryon & Gast & Smoit
Cantrevs of Prydain, fight and die

Gurgi
Swords be stained with gore

Goryon & Gast & Smoit
Death in the saddle by our side

Taran
Laying down their lives

Goryon & Gast & Smoit
Forces of evil we must fight

Gurgi
Tales will grow with time

Smoit
Well met we are again, long has it been
To see you is better than a feast
Though what you look for I’ve not heard of or seen
To north or south or west or east
In the land of the Free Commots they rise
The Llawgadarn mountains so far
To no lord they bow save our High King so wise
Craftsmen of all known kinds
Better ones you’ll never find
A proud and a wise folk they are

Goryon
What thief came to my gates
And stole what was mine
The herd that is my own
For war’s now come the time

Gast
I took what was my own
That you stole from me before
Enough words I’ve spoken
Let’s hear the drums of war

Taran
Now the herds are lost
Who’ll have the best cow in the land
Who will pay the cost
And can war be forever banned

Gurgi
Fightings and smitings will not do a thing
Wounds will not ever heal when the swords sing
Gurgi the wise knows where both the herds are
Cooings and mooings he heard from afar

Smoit
Goryon and Gast clapped in irons must be
For having broken the peace violently
Deep in my dungeon that is where they’ll learn
Into the fight ere the land starts to burn