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[Verse 1]
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"Blacksmith, make a sword for me, such as none did ever see,
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For ancient symbols of majesty have power in troubled times
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Blacksmith, make me a magic sword,
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one that will make me the valley's lord
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Whom folk will hail with one accord to save them from their crimes.
[Verse 2]
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Seeing he would not be deterred, the blacksmith took him at his word
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And pondered long on what he'd heard about this would-be lord.
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He pumped the fire and he made his start
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melted iron in the fire's heart,
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But he named the steel with an older art the Arizona Sword.
[Verse 3]
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He chanted words to the blazing mix,
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of ancient Red Men's and White Men's tricks
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To draw a spirit, and purpose fix in what the blade would feel:
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The iron laws from Nature's hand,
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the ruthless will of the desert land,
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The freedom no one can command –
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and cast that thought in steel.
[Verse 4]
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And when the blacksmith's work was done,
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the new sword gleamed like the setting sun.
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All down the blade did the old runes run, a warning plain to see.
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The steel was grained like the finest wood.
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A full yard long and more it stood.
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The runes read: "I serve but the good of life and liberty."
[Verse 5]
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Near the hilt, set in copper wire, a phoenix rose up from the pyre.
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A copper star within the fire rayed out copper cords.
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The grip was like a saguaro made
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that clasped a moon in quartz and jade.
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In truth, like to no other blade was the Arizona Sword.
[Verse 6]
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"Blacksmith,well have ye served my cause.
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This shall aid me to make the laws. Hmm,
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the guards are shaped like cougar's paws;
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in truth, like none I've seen.
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The price is steep, but I shall not carp.
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She'll sing more praise than a minstrel's harp.
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Ye gods, that blade is razor-sharp! ...For a symbol, very keen."
[Verse 7]
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"And cheap she'll be if I strike ye dead!
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" The blacksmith promptly turned and fled.
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The lordling laughed and shrugged instead,
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and went out to meet his horde.
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He cried out: "This is the day foretold.
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Just one hand now this land shall hold,
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For in this sign will I rule. Behold, the Arizona Sword."
[Verse 8]
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"No more argument shall we find,
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but all hereafter shall be inclined
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To just one purpose and just one mind.
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Thus do I mean to do.
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Now go ye forth, and take the land.
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The sword heard well his first command.
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She lunged and twisted in his hand,
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and fell, and ran him through.
[Solo]
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[Verse 9]
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They say the sword vanished clean away,
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for none has heard of it since that day,
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But seek it wisely, and find ye may. Take care, who would be lord.
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Beware, ye tyrant! Beware, ye fool!
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For who is the master and who the tool?
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Ye may well serve, but ye shall not rule the Arizona Sword
[Outro]
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The Arizona Sword
