The Sea Dwarf
Descendants of the Ilz’Ka’az
It's a damn tough life, full ov toil and strife,
we stormmen undergo,
And weh won't give a damn when the gales are done
how hard the winds did blow,
For we're ‘omeward bound from the Arctic grounds
with a good ship taut and free,
And we won't give a damn when we drink our rum
with the lasses back ‘ome .
CHORUS:
Rolling down to Ilzithrun, me boys,
rolling down to Ilzit