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Danish brothers they raided the shores

Every year they came, evermore

Danegeld for the lives of the brave

Could halt the warriors march to the grave.

On the field of Maldon that morn

The English stood and a legend was born.

On the field of Maldon that morn

The English stood and a legend was born.

Two hosts readied, the scene was set

Hearts were steadied , as battle was met

Earl Byrthnoth made his stand

As blood was spilt for the English land.

At Maldon

At Maldon

At Maldon

At Maldon.

The carls did stand on that fateful day

At their feet the Earl did lay

They could have run, turned and fled

Instead they stood, then fought and bled.

Shield met shield in a widow’s wall

Swords swung and axes did fall

Brave men fell and ravens did fly

As the Valkyries swept from the Sky.

On the field of Maldon that morn

The English stood and a legend was born.

On the field of Maldon that morn

The English stood and a legend was born.

Steeped in honour and duty bound

Refused to leave, they stood their ground

Hearts grow keener as strength fails

Courage the greater as death prevails.

At Maldon

At Maldon

At Maldon

At Maldon.

The carls did stand on that fateful day

Aat their feet the Earl did lay

They could have run, turned and fled

Instead they stood, then fought and bled,

Fought and bled

Fought and bled.