Kerowyn's Ride
Written by Mercedes Lackey and Leslie Fish
Vocals(Kethry) and 12 string guitar by Leslie
Fish
Vocals(Kerowyn) by Heather Alexander
Bass, Flute by Ernie Mansfield
Midi programming by Teri Lee
This is the Magic of the album. This is the story about the Granddaughter of Kethry from the Vows and Honor Trilogy. The words are in the back of the Arrows Trilogy but the song does not appear on Heralds, Harpers, and Havoc.
Kerowyn Kerowyn, where are you going?
Dressed in men's clothing, a sword by your side
Your face pale as death, and your eyes full of fury
Kerowyn Kerowyn, where do you ride?
Last night in the darkness black raiders attacked us
Our Hold lies in ruins below
They've stolen our treasure and the bride of my brother
And to her aid now I must go,
To her side now I must go
Kerowyn Kerowyn, where is your father?
And where is your brother? This task should be theirs
It is not seemly for maids to be warriors
Go back to your valley, and to woman's cares
My father lies dead at the hands of their leader
My brother lies raving in pain
The raiders left no man unwounded to free her
But in their hands she'll not remain,
I vow she'll not with them remain
Kerowyn Kerowyn, where are your senses?
What can you hope to accomplish alone
You have no knowledge of war or of weapons
Why loose your life, for a girl you scarce known
This is far more than a matter of honor
And more than a matter of pride
She's but a child, all alone and unaided
And someone at least should've tried,
So now to her rescue I ride
[Music]
Grandmother, grandmother I need a weapon
I'm one against many, and I am afraid
The raiders have bought them a dark wizard's power
I cannot help Dierna without magic aid
Kerowyn, granddaughter, into your keeping
I'll give you this sword I once wore
Need is her name now ride fearless to battle
She'll aid as she did me before, her magic is strong as before
Grandmother, grandmother, why turn so willing
Why did you try to persuade me to stay
Whence came this weapon of steel and of magic
And why do you choose now to give it away
Kerowyn, not for the weak or the fearful
Is the path of a warrior maid
You've passed all my tests, now ride out with my blessings
And trust in the spell of the blade, ride now and go unafraid