W 34 Hundred Years War 
                               Elizabeth the Vacillant

She saw him riding off to war
With valour deep in his heart
She wished him Godspeed to return safely.
As soon as they had part
She cried & cursed the night
Till her love was far from sight
Her heart raced when she thought of his fate, her love
This could be the end of his life, her love,
Could be the end of his life

And on he rode, his sword and shield in hand.
He journeyed across the fields
His king he would defend
For honour he would fight
To prove his liege's might
In the war of a hundred years 
That claimed the heart of many a wife,
Hmmm, hmmm, the heart of many a wife.

And on he rode with fair young Joan
God's mission went forth with a cross
The land was seasoned with kinsmen's blood
Ne'er was there such a loss
Wading through the sea of flesh
He erred to stop and rest
Ne'er seeing the mighty blow from above
This could be the end of his life and his love
Would be the end of his life

And on she rode
She journeyed across the land
'Twas fate she would not trust
Her lord she would command
For love she would fight
In the war of a hundred years 
That claimed the heart of many a wife
The heart of many a wife

The light was fading and on came the night
Bitter thirst waxed and waned
The wound was fatal and he lived
In terror of the pain
Then an angel came in sight
A final kiss and then she struck
With her knife
And the war of a hundred years 
Had claimed the heart of another wife
The heart of another wife

Performer(s) Elizabeth the Vacillant