Bill Abernathy

Lyrics

Verse 1
In days of old, when knights were bold
There was one who stood above the rest
A White Knight on a steed, with a gleaming sword
He was the champion, he was the best
He’d never been taken, never been scarred
In him there never seemed to be fear
He fought with a passion, no one could match
He was the best it was clear, he was the

Chorus
White Knight, who are you fighting today?
Who is the victim of your deadly game
Its man against man and someone will die
But you cannot lose, because you’re the White Knight

Verse 2
A day in a fable, and day marked by fate
A black knight on a steed
Rode into the kingdom, willing to fight
Matching the champion was his fondest dream
The day was set all the people were cheering
The White Knight took his place
But fear over took him when he looked in his eyes
For he was looking at the image of his very own face

Chorus

Bridge 1
The battle he’s fighting is being fought in his soul
And to the victor goes the greatest prize
Some win and some lose this lonely battle of wills
The consequence we never realize

Verse 3
The battle was over and the black knight had won
He had finally settled the score
But many more battles are yet to be fought
He won this battle but who’ll win the war

Chorus

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