The Catapult Song

Words by Heinrich Palantin, Zoltan Kovacs, Su of the Silver Horn
and Christobal degli Gilicine
To the tune of "Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! by George F. Root

     A
They thought it was a joke,
        D            A
When my catapult, it broke,
                           D7              E7
And they said it would not fire beyond the wall,
       A
So the captain came to look,
      D                  A
And I pulled the trigger hook,
       D             E7               A
And my catapult, it caught him in the jaw.

     A
     Flip, flip, flip, my captain's flying,
     E7      A               E7
     High up o'er the Norman camp,
            A
     And he landed with a thump,
            D             A
     And he crumpled in a lump,
                               E7          A
     With his head between his legs upon a stump.


     Yipee-yea, my catapult's working,
     Yipee-yea, we'll have a ball,
     We'll load it up again,
     With another cap-i-tain
     And we'll fire the bloody bastard o'er the wall.