Kings - Scout Niblett

There’s not special group for you, my love

There’s not special group for you, my love

But they all look so nice

They all look so right

There’s not special group for you, my love

There’s not special group for you, my love

But they all look so nice

They all look so right

Bring your bow and bring your arrow

Aim and fire into the stars for us

For our eyes

For our eyes

For our eyes

For our eyes

Bring me courage you bring me back bold

You’re soul become a plash of dancing gold

For our eyes

For our eyes

For our eyes

For our eyes