The Empty Throne 
(Tune:  Brittish Grenadiers):

Some kingdoms rest on a horseshoe nail 
And some rest on the sand
Our kingdom rests on an empty throne
Tis by the king's command my lords,
Tisy by the king's command.

For the kings are but of little worth
They change from day to day 
But the symbol of an empty throne
Will stay with us always, my lords,
Will stay with us always.

Our gold is safe, our lands are safe,
And now we may take wives
There's no first night for an empty throne 
It has no need for tithes my lords,
It has no need for tithes.

We have no orb or scepter
Which our respect might claim
We'll make our oaths to an empty throne
Let it be the king in name my lords, 
Let it be the king in name.

So all hail to Sir Thaid
For he has taught us well
We'll all bow down to the empty throne
And the king can go to hell my lords,
And the king can go to hell.

(It's not on the printed copy I have, but the bard I heard sing this included the following as a refrain:) 
To the empty throne we call his own 
We all must bend the knee
As if the rear of the power to steer 
Sat there in dignity my lords
Sat there in dignity.


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