Hotspur
Andrew Lyon of Wolvenwood

Squire, bring my armor, my sword and my destrier,
I've raised an army to break Henry's power.
South from the Humber, we've marched to the Severn,
With Douglas of Scotland, to join with Glendower.
Ready your weapons and don warlike harness,
The King rides to meet us at Shrewsbury town.
He'll pay what he owes me, or fight on the morrow,
The blue lion of Percy will bloody the ground.

Hal, Prince of Wales, has brought forth an army,
To halt us he's planning, he bars not to me.
Yon rides his father, a king made by Percy,
His host in the thousands, a hard fight will be.
So let loose your clothyards, my stout Cheshire yeoman,
The hiss of your bowstrings, 'tis soft as a sigh.
Now king's knights you've halted so up roar the horsemen,
We charge for the center, brave Douglas and I.

Lay low a sergeant, and then slay his master,
Ride through the armor, hue clear a way.
There by the banner, a King rides before me,
I swear by my honor, 'tis his final day.
But Prince Hal has broken my right wing of battle,
And he's for his father, a whirling around.
Now one of his yoemen has sent me an arrow,
The blue lion of Percy is pulled to the ground.

Squire bring my armor, my sword and my destrier
I'll live forever to spite Bolingbroke
Know then of Hotspur, Who died on the Severn
And list what was heard when Lord Percy spoke
Ready your weapons, and don warlike harness
The king rides to meet us at Shrewsbury town
He'll pay what he owes me, or fight on the morrow
The blue lion of Percy will bloody the ground.