I have been a rover, I have been a bold deceiver
And now I earn my livin' with my pistol and my rapier
I don't know what I've stolen, but 'twould make a pretty penny
And now I've lost it all to my darlin' sportin' Jenny
As I was a'rovin' over the Killgerry Mountain
I met Captain Farrell and his money he was counting
I drew forth my pistol and I then produced my rapier
Saying stand and deliver, man, I am a bold deciever
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3P11W8GwLA )
Good morning, everyone! Happy Saturday! It's another meeting of the Chiang Mai Fencing Club today, so I'm polishing my weapons, packing my clothes, and getting ready to play! I have a big mug of Taylors of Harrogate's "Yorkshire" tea to drink, along with a plate of Hueveous Rancheros... I'll probably have a second cup of tea too. In fact, I think today I'll make up a pitcher-full to take with me. The Fencing Salle isn't air conditioned and sword fighting is hot and thirsty work! Strange... you never see Errol Flynn or Basil Rathbone getting sweaty, do you... I must be getting old.
Stitchawl