To the tune of "The Wild Rover", 

I've been a re-enactor for many a year,
And I've spent all my money on weapons and gear
But now I'm returning, battle weary and sore
And I swear that I'll not re-enact any more.

Chorus: 
And It's no, nay, never,no, nay, never, no more
Will I be a re-enacter,
No never, no more.

I've seen many battles, I've seen many fights
I've slept on the ground, known many sleepless knights
I've fallen in rivers, I've fallen in mud
Been hot on the head and got covered in blood.

CHORUS

With my pack overloaded, I wait for the train
It's freezing and dark and its started to rain
With my gear in the guardsvan, I ask an I sane
I'll tell you right now, I won't do this again.

CHORUS

But when I get home and I crawl into bed
Feeling so tired that I wish I was dead
I look at my gear lying thrown on the ground
and can't wait 'till the next battle day comes around.