Coin Toss - Maceo Parker

When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song. From when the White Wolf fought A silver-tongued devil, His army of elves At his hooves did they revel. They came after me With masterful deceit; Broke down my lute And they kicked in my teeth. While the devil's horns Minced our tender meat And so cried the Witcher He can't be bleat. Toss a coin to your Witcher! O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty O' Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty! At the edge of the world Fight the mighty horde That bashes and breaks you And brings you the morn'. He thrust every elf Far back on the shelf, High up on the mountain From whence it came. He wiped out your pest, Got kicked in his chest, He's a friend of humanity So give him the rest. That's my epic tale, A champion prevailed Defeated the villain, Now pour him some ale! Toss a coin to your Witcher! O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty O'... Toss a coin to your Witcher And friend of humanity! Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty O' Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity!

When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song From when the White Wolf fought A silver-tongued devil His army of elves At his hooves did they revel They came after me With masterful deceit Broke down my lute And they kicked in my teeth While the devil's horns Minced our tender meat And so cried the Witcher He can't be bleat Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty O' Toss a coin to Your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty At the edge of the world Fight the mighty horde That bashes and breaks you And brings you to mourn He thrust every elf Far back on the shelf High up on the mountain From whence it came He wiped out your pest Got kicked in his chest A friend of humanity So give him the rest That's my epic tale A champion prevailed Defeated the villain Now, pour him some ale Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty O' Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty O' Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity

When a humble bard Graced a ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song From when the White Wolf fought A silver-tongued devil His army of elves At his hooves did they revel They came after me With masterful deceit Broke down my lute And they kicked in my teeth And while the devil's horns Minced our tender meat And so cried the Witcher He can't be bleat Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty At the edge of the world Fight the mighty horde That bashes and breaks you And brings you to mourn He thrust every elf Far back on the shelf High up in the mountains From whence it came He wiped out your pest Got kicked in his chest He's a friend of humanity So give him the rest That's my epic tale Our champion prevailed Defeated the villain Now, pour him some ale Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity Toss a coin to your Witcher O' Valley of Plenty O' Valley of Plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity

When a humble bard Graced to ride along With Geralt of Rivia Along came this song From when the White Wolf fought A silver tongued devil His army of elves At his hooves did they revel They came after me With masterful deceit Broke down my lute And they kicked in my teeth While the devil's horns Minced our tender meat And so cried the Witcher He can't be bled Toss a coin to your Witcher Oh, valley of plenty Oh, valley of plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher Oh, valley of plenty At the edge of the world Fight the mighty horde That bashes and breaks you And brings you to mourn He thrust every elf Far back on the shelf High up on the mountain From whence it came He wiped out your past Got kicked in his chest He's a friend of humanity So give him the rest That's my epic tale Our champion prevailed Defeated the villain Now pour him some ale Toss a coin to your Witcher Oh, valley of plenty Oh, valley of plenty, oh Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity Toss a coin to your Witcher Oh, valley of plenty Oh, valley of plenty Toss a coin to your Witcher A friend of humanity

Se te olvido, todo el cariño que conmigo compartías Se te olvidaron las canciones y los días Sin mencionar las noches que te hice el amor Se te borraron todas los fotos, los mensajes en tu cellular Se te borraron las caricias, eso si nunca podrás Pero ay algo chiquitita que no podrás olvidar Que fui el primero corazón, en darte un beso El primer beso, ese que nunca volverá Y si lo niegas corazón te lo devuelvo Pa' que te acuerdes de todito lo demás Se que me extrañas, yo estoy muy seguro de eso Y aunque no quieras nunca podrás encontrar A quien sea como el primero

I came in going at a hundred miles an hour Just a kid outta Conroe looking for something a little bit louder Learning it gets blurry, in a hurry on the edge I spent damn near 15 years out on the highway pushing red Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree Foot on the gas, never looking back and always ready to leave I remember shaking my head when my old man told me "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed" She came in slow and easy, falling like a feather Her blue eyes felt like an old handwritten letter I learned the hard way she was right about taking her time So, I just pretend that wherever she is, it's at the end of the line Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree Foot on the gas, never looking back and always ready to leave I remember shaking my head when that girl was telling me "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed" Hammer down, never sticking around, head harder than a tree Foot on the gas, never looking back and always ready to leave I remember shaking my head when my old man told me "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed" "Boy, one of these days, you won't always be hung up on speed"