Enjoy this performance of the song Kender Trailsong. This song first appeared in Leaves from the Inn of the Last Home, released in 1987. Buy Leaves from the Inn of the Last Home: https://amzn.to/39TClwb
Kender Trailsong
Your one true love’s a sailing ship
That anchors at our pier.
We lift her sails, we man her deck,
We scrub the portholes clear;
And yes, our lighthouse shines for her,
And yes, our shores are warm;
We steer her into harbor—
Any pore in a storm.
The sailors stand upon the docks,
The sailors stand in line,
As thirsty as a dwarf for gold
Or centaurs for cheap wine.
For all the sailors love her,
And flock to where she’s moored,
Each man hoping that he might
Go down, all hands on board.
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