Tales from Port Sarim

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Lyrics

Port Sarim, I'd wager there's no finer place
For I've searched ev'ry land in the known human race
From Varrock to Lumbridge and Falador Square
But there's nothing as fresh as the salty sea air.

From every corner the sailors have come
To the old Rusty Anchor for our famous rum
They sing of the stories from faraway lands
But they all fall in love with the soft yellow sands.

Oh no, it's Port Sarim, I should not be here
But I sank the damn trawler, my first time this year.
I love to go sailing I have to admit,
But that' Murphy's so stingy his boat sails like sh**.

Drink up, my brothers! Yo ho, yo ho!
For the night is still young and there's long ways to go.
The women are gentle, the fires burn warm,
Let us drink to our brethren who weather the storm.

I long for adventure, my spirit is free.
On the good Lady Lumbridge I take to the sea.
A dragon awaits me with firey breath;
If I do not slay Elvarg I sail to my death.

We hail from the outpost, we knights of the void.
We are seeking a creature that must be destroyed.
Search every corner, turn every stone
For at terrible risk are more lives than our own.

The monks of Entrana are gentle and fair
On our small holy island no arms may you bear.
To many a stranger our ways may seem odd
But no mortal can question the will of a God.

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Drink up, my brothers! Yo ho, Yo har!
For the night is still young and your troubles are far.
Adventure, and danger and treasures galore,
Let us drink to Port Sarim, the jewel of our shore.