(sung to Stingo)

Beneath the blue and argent banner
We march proudly forth
To defend our home and manor
And to show our worth.

Crystalline are pool and spring
Under azure skies
We march forth and loudly sing
Wheree'r the snowflake flies.

The Song of Tor Aerie

By the Tor Aerie Longboat Crew with Edwin at the Helm (to "battle hymn of the republic")

Come all you fearsome Vikings load the longboats, climb aboard
We'll raise the sail and man the oars to raid beyond the fjord
There's lots of helpless folks to find and lands to be explored
Tor Aerie blazes on!

Hack, and slash and burn and plunder
Sink their boats and drive them under
Loot and smash their walls asunder
Tor Aerie blazes on!

You know you're doomed when lookouts spot our mighty drakkar fleet
Our spears are sharp, our spaxes gleam, our crew is quite elite
You make your choice when we draw near to run or face defeat
Tor Aerie conquers on!

Hack, and slash and burn and plunder
Sink their boats and drive them under
Loot and smash their walls asunder
Tor Aerie conquers on!

We venture forth in armor from our tower in the nord
With alka-selzer bear-sarks and a seething Aesir horde
You'll see the cowards scurry off each time we raise the sword
Tor Aerie marches on!

Hack, and slash and burn and plunder
Sink their boats and drive them under
Loot and smash their walls asunder
Tor Aerie marches on!

(squirrel-friendly verse)
This gallant group from Nordleigh to the crew has been impressed
They may not be as warlike but they are much better dressed
Together our two cantons will take on all the rest
Our longboat surges on!

Hack, and slash and burn and plunder
Sink their boats and drive them under
Loot and smash their walls asunder
Our longboat surges on!

Whoever stands against us has no chance of growing old
Our boffer blades have taken down the vet'ran and the bold
So give us quickly, victims, your choc'late and your gold
Tor Aerie vikings on!

Hack, and slash and burn and plunder
Sink their boats and drive them under
Loot and smash their walls asunder
Tor Aerie vikings on!

We make this our first pastime til our schooling is complete
We take our toll in coins and beer from everyone we meet
Yes as a form of funding, this method can't be beat
Tor Aerie plunders on!

Hack, and slash and burn and plunder
Sink their boats and drive them under
Loot and smash their walls asunder
Tor Aerie plunders on!

The Song of Nordleigh

To the tune of The Great, Grand, Gory, and Glorious, Whip-em-Into-an-Orgasmic-Battle-Frenzy, Blacken the Hills with Bodies, Yee-Hah Let's Kick Some Kitty Butt And Go Have Pizza, Northshield Doo Dah Ditty

We scamper 'neath the Snowflake's wing;
Silliness to all we bring!
On the field, in Bardic Ring,
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Squirrels dancing on your head,
By the valiant Bridgette led.
Run away or you'll be dead!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Rodents, we, with tales unfurled;
We are clawed and fanged squirrels!
Welcome to our frigid world.
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Bats or penguins on our shield?
Nay! To that we cannot yield!
"North" is "nord," but what is "field"?
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Belting you with salted nuts;
Fangs and claws that slash and cut!
Yah, sure, we like gore and guts!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

From the Canon we do hail.
There we bathe our bushy tails.
Its waters rush on without fail.
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Rodents rampant, colored gold:
Brave are we, and also bold!
(Just wish we weren't so darn cold!)
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Saints and Dragons, Rome-antics:
Courtly Love and Bardic Schtick:
Last courts, Chaucer, take your Pick!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Our names as fearsome as our bite;
Un-spellable, a dreadful sight:
Beware if you don't say them right!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

In vowels and consonants we reign;
Names never cease more length to gain.
Proudly known as Herald's Bane!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Singing "Landlord" night and day.
Freak the mundanes so they stay
Far out of our fearsome way.
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Pun tax money pouring in!
Five cents per into the tin:
First year's only money in:
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Pun tax running at full clip:
Paying twenties for one trip!
Tax repeal makes puns less hip:
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Packed with squirrels in Lisa's care,
SCA-mobile extrordinaire!
"Are we almost halfway there?"
Nordleigh comes upon you!

From spirit's hill to land of Knights
We'll scurry to our gath'ring sites
Romp we to our hearts' delight.
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Our natures blithe, but be it known:
We answer danger with fearless tone.
If threat comes to one of our own,
Nordleigh comes upon you!

See our martial diligence.
Teach us all to fight and fence:
Soon you'll need some more defense!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Like the winter's harshest cold;
Like the Viking men of old;
Like the wolf upon the fold;
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Squirrels from high upon the hill,
Squirrels from river valley will
Unite to sing and fight and kill!†
Nordleigh comes upon you!

We in coats of gold and black,
Tail to tail and back to back,
Singing as we slash and hack!
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Though you fought in battle brave,
Nothing now your souls can save.
Piling acorns on your grave,
Nordleigh comes upon you!

Saint Anthony of Kellogg stands,
Guarding us in foreign lands--
Seneschals and travelling bands.
Nordleigh comes upon you!