Cold Iron Songtext
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"Gold is for the mistress, silver for the maid
Copper for the craftsman cunning at his trade"
Said the baron sitting in his hall
For iron, cold iron, master of them all

So the man rebellion against the king his liege
Came before his citadel and summoned it to siege
"No," said the cannoneer on the castle wall
For iron, cold iron, master of them all

Woe for the baron and his knights so strong
When the cruel cannonballs laid them all along
He was taken prisoner and he was cast in thrall
For iron, cold iron, master of them all


Yet the king spoke kindly, "Oh, how kind the lord
What if I release thee now and give thee back thy sword?"
"No," said the baron, "Mug not me at my fall
For iron, cold iron, master of them all"

Blows are for the desperate, wounds are for the wrong
Balm and oil for weary hearts all cut and bruised with wrong
I forgive thy treason and I redeem thy fall
For iron, cold iron, master of them all

Crowns are for the valiant, scepters for the bold
Thrones and powers for mighty men all cut and bruised to hold
So my help is grievous and my loss is small
For iron, cold iron, master of men all

Iron, cold iron, master of men all
Iron, cold iron, master of men all
Iron, cold iron, master of men all
Iron, cold iron, master of men all