[Em] Norsemen, Norsemen,
we're [Em] lucky we're [D/F#] not [G] divorced [D/F#] men
we [Em] fight, we [D/F#] drink, we're an [G] army of [D/F#] slobs
and [Em] yet you [D] love us [Em] still

Norsemen, Norsemen,
and when we return from the wars then
your eyes flash delight as we brag of the fight
and which king will foot the bill

Norsemen, Norsemen,
we'll find a thrall to do all of the chores men
But we'll die for our women and our children
we love you now and always will

Norsemen, Norsemen,
when our bodies burn and we join Odin's force then
we will boast at great length of your beauty, love & strength
and to you our horn's we'll fill!

*** Morkar at Fall Thyng assembly many moons ago ***