Amtgard Song

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Amtgard

I wrote this filk to the tune of "Rodeo" by Garth Brooks. I first sung it at Clan XVII during Scarhart's roving bardic. This is by far my most requested filk.
By -Thalen

Thalen recruited me for guitar for Rhakis and Olympiad 2003. This is the best Amtgard filk written in history and I only brought the country twang, including making Thalen say ‘waugh waugh’ at the end. I landed a Grand Olympian, and he landed legendary status.
-Zachry Ironwolf

Chords: E A B

His body's old and broken

His knees are almost shot.

He's about to lose his girlfriend,

He's already lost his job.

But there's a tournament tomorrow

He's already packed the car,

Just ask him why he does it

It's that game they call Amtgard!


Well it's Knights and Squires, it's a Wizard's fire

It's the head on a mug of stout,

It's the shot that you felt, the sword and the spells

He'll cast in his next life out.

Well it's Plate and Mail, It's Pikes and Flails

It's shields both small and large

It's the foam and the tape in the swords that we make

As we play the game called Amtgard!


His girlfriend wants to see him

When he's got some time,

But if his friends aren't with him

Then he talks to them online

Or he's sewing up a tunic

After a trip to Wal-Mart

Ya know, she'd probably get to see him

If she learned to play Amtgard!


Well it's Knights and Squires, it's a Wizard's fire

It's the head on a mug of stout,

It's the shot that you felt, the sword and the spells

He'll cast in his next life out.

Well it's Plate and Mail, It's Pikes and Flails

It's shields both small and large

It's the foam and the tape in the swords that we make

As we play the game called Amtgard!


We'll play it in the nighttime

And We'll play it in the rain

And We'll play it when we're drunk or stoned

And We'll Play when we're in pain!

So get you a sword and a few awards

I tell you its not hard

To find yourself addicted

To this dream we call Amtgard!


Well it's Knights and Squires, it's a Wizard's fire

It's the head on a mug of stout,

It's the shot that you felt, the sword and the spells

He'll cast in his next life out.

Well it's Plate and Mail, It's Pikes and Flails

It's shields both small and large

It's the foam and the tape in the swords that we make

As we play the game called Amtgard!


It's the parries and thrusts

It's the booze and lust

It's the game that we call Amtgard!


Copyrighted Thalen Tannon 2003, permission to Zachry Ironwolf 2017