Down to Earth

This song was originally written by Kit the Mummer for a ritual, Dripping Echoes of the Fen, to enchant the marshes of Bregasland against our foes. It has, since, become a general upbeat anthem.

Sheet music and recording to follow soon!

The mud’s the Marcher’s own best friend Though you may laugh, its true Whilst you think mud is “filthy”, well We take a different view

And when the day is o..ver We’ll drink a glass or more, to Marcher mud - its in our blood, Ingrained in every pore

Chorus: We’re down to earth, down and dirty Down and dirty, down and dirty Down to earth, down and dirty Digging for victory x2

We scorn polite society To cultivate its loyalty And though you think it unrefined We treat it just like royalty

And when the day is o..ver etc.

Chorus

We strive to treat the mud with care With lots of muck and tilling And it repays us thousandfold - That’s why its so fulfilling

And when the day is o..ver etc.

Chorus

The mud’s the Marcher’s own best friend So cross us if you dare For it shall heed our call to war! Intruders best beware……

And when the day is o..ver etc.

Chorus

Lyrics and music by Kathryn Wheeler