You Don't Get No Maidens

. Yo-ho. Yo-ho. Yo-ho. Yo-hoooooo.

Your goblet's dry, your coin purse thin. You boast of battles you ain't been in.

No bard will sing your sorry name. You strut like a knight, but you've no claim.

Your armor's rusted, your tale's all busted. Your charms are dusted,

you're just mistrusted. You don't get no maidens, no, none at all.

Not in the castle, not at the hall. You don't get no maidens, not one,

my friend. Your lonely quest, it'll never end. You say you joust, you say you ride.

But your steed's a mule and it won't abide. You flash a ring, you claim it's gold.