Kerrin Gaile

Here is a selection of my songs. Please do not be disappointed that all of them are not here. If everyone could view them all here, then there would be little incentive to come see me perform in person!

This here's a rather fun and interesting song about love at first sight.

Kerrin sings in a slow drawl with a twang in his voice...

I'm gonna tell you a story that you won't believe,
But I fell in love very late last evenin',
With a girl I saw in the Arena recovery room.

Well I had just finished eatin' a little snack,
When she caught my eye and I sat right back,
And I asked her if she'd like to catch a couple o' shots an' ales.

The night that I fell in love with a Gloooorydo-ome Queen!
The Glorydone, THE Glory-dome.
The meanest hunk o' woman that anybody ever seeEEN down in the Arena!

Kerrin continues singing the twangy story of love at first sight...

She's a five-foot-six, two-fifteen,
She's a bold, blonde fighter with a streak o' mean,
She knew rollin' thund'a and she knew how to swirl a scythe.

Well I looked at her and tipped my head,
She was built like a brick house, and she said,
She said her fans call her Toughy, but all her buddies call her Spike!

You know that I fell in love with a Gloooorydo-ome Queen!
The Glorydone, THE Glory-dome.
The meanest hunk o' woman that anybody ever seeEEN down in the Arena!

Kerrin continues singing with a drawl and stomping his foot to form the beat...

Well I could not help it but fall in love
With this heavy duty woman I've been speakin' of,
Things were kinda bad until the day she popp-ed into my life.

Well she might be nasty, she might be fat,
But I never met a person who wasn't this or that.
She's my bold, blonde fight'a, my heavy two-handed weapon-wielding mama!

You know that I fell in love with a Gloooorydo-ome Queen!
The Glorydone, THE Glory-dome.
The meanest hunk o' woman that anybody ever seeEEN down in the Arena!

Kerrin flutters is soft feathered wings jauntily and cracks a big grin.

Here is a song about Wagner and the day the Manor fell.

Kerrin kicks off a jauntily sung song about Wagner and the Manor...

I've been workin' in the Manor
     all the live-long day.
I've been rentin' out roo-ooms
     to folks with coin to pay.

Kerrin sings about orcy guests...

I can hear the orc-ies stormin'
     on their latest Sable stint.
Gods, I hope they don't want roo-ooms
     'cause I'm outta orcy mints.

About Wagner and the orcs...

I had nothing against them
     here on my quiet street.
But, when they came in I musta
     Looked like a piece of meat.

The Manor's destruction!

They didn't want any roo-oms
     they said they were just site seeing.
Then they tore down my i-inn
     and, Aether, look at all the pee-ing!

Wagner's miraculous survival!

As the stone blocks fe-ell
     one struck me on the head.
And, if not for brave re-scuers
     I'd surely be quite dead.

What does it mean to have lost the Manor?

The manor is no more now
     where will people stay?
All those of high class
     and the rest just for a quick lay?

Wagner's lament...

I hear someone found a chair leg
     but of the rest I have my doubts.
Ground to dust and to powder
     by the horde of orcish louts.

Wagner's current condition...

I've been livin' in the tavern
     my friend has made me a fixture.
But, I'd rather have my ol Inn back
     than drink an alcholic mixture.

A plea for help...

So, if you want to help out
     Wagner, that'd be me.
I'd be real grateful
     and re-con-sider my fee-ee!

Let's all help out our favorite innkeep, Wagner!

This song is about a good friend of mine, Caelia the Bishop of Silvanus.

Kerrin strums his lute in a quick, up-beat tempo...

Heeere she comes on her way to Sable.
She'll arrive here (eventually), IF she's able.
Gotta...TAKE a bo-oat, gonna...NEED some coin,
"Can you float a loan so I can ge-et goin'?"
Ooo-ooo ooo-OOO ooo-ooo.  Ooo-OOO ooo-ooo.  Uh-huh.

Kerrin sings energetically...

Well she's...COMIN' here and she's...GOIN' there,
Gotta...FLOWERY clip that does...UP her hair!
She's dir-EC-tionally challenged and could wiiind up aaany-where.

Kerrin bobs and weaves as he sings...

She's a...REAL nice la-dy with'a...HUS-band ranger,
And a...YARD whirly-gigger that...COULDN'T be strangerrr.
Take her clan out when it's...ve-errry la-ate,
Gonna leave a trail of fun from Saaable to Thrace.
Ooo-ooo ooo-OOO ooo-ooo.  Ooo-OOO ooo-ooo.  Uh-huh.

Kerrin beats his wings as he sings loud and hard...

Wheeen she reaches her finalll destination,
She'll arrive there after a bit of...consternation.
With a little PREACHIN' and a LOTTA prayer,
She dances with clouds...feet up...UP IN THE AIR!
Ooo-ooo ooo-OOO ooo-ooo.  Ooo-OOO ooo-ooo.  Uh-huh.

Kerrin dances and gyrates to the music...

Well she's...COMIN' here and she's...GOIN' there,
Gotta...FLOWERY clip that does...UP her hair!
She's dir-EC-tionally challenged and could wind up aaany-where.

Any-where, baby!

Kerrin bows with a hop, a flap, and a loud HOOT!

Here's a song to imortalize your favorite Templar and mine, Karahd the Templar of Knowledge.

Kerrin plays an upbeat twangy rhythm...

DITty Karahd that Templar head
She's too much to bee-lieve.
You know she always got a tithe to Vivoria
Tucked up her big robe's sleeve.

She got a tattoo on her arm made ah henna.
It's somethin' 'bout her birdy-beau Brennen.
And every other afternoon she's kockin' off the goons
As the Glorydome Queen again-ah.

The fast paced twang continues as Kerrin plays energetically...

DITty Karahd that Templar head
Searches for knowledge throughout the land.
She says that she was called to Erosia
One day whilst bakin' a ham.

Oh places unexplored -- those wild and unknown --
It's easy money in the bank,
Compared to sittin' on the sofa safe at home-ah
Or cookin' out in the kitchen, no thanks!

Kerrin taps his foot in time with the snappy melody...

Yeah, she explores so wild that Elfin child
She don't know what fear's about.
She wakes up with a goose-y OOOGAH!
Stuffin' Dhark's cookies in her mouth.

She got a Thracey home, she skips down the road,
Trippin' over [her] corpses all along the way,
And you oughta see the bleeder, that Templar leader,
Enjoyin' Talisilly life every day.

Kerrin rolls into the end of the song...

DITty Karahd that Templar head
She's too much to bee-lieve.
You know she always got a tithe to Vivoria
Tucked up her big robe's sleeve.

She got a tattoo on her arm made ah henna.
It's somethin' 'bout her birdy-beau Brennen.
And every other afternoon she's kockin' off the goons
As the Glorydome Queen again-ah.

Kerrin bows with a hop and a flair of his wings, a mischievous glint in his eyes..