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He could have lived his life
Using stone walls as a shield
But Richard preferred the glory found
Out on the battlefield
Overlooked by his father
More a son of Aquitaine
Torn between his source of power
And his passion for his mother's land
Born the son of a king
His passion was undying
A relentless warrior
With the heart of a lion
Richard was next in line
But Henry's plans were a haze
So he joined Philip of France
To end his father's reign
When he finally took the throne
He disliked the name he made
Hoping to right himself with God
He sought heavens in the Third Crusade
Born the son of a king
His passion was undying
A relentless warrior
With the heart of a lion
Richard laid siege to Acre
Irritating Saladin
But losses forced him to retreat
Much to his own chagrin
He returned to Aquitaine
To recapture his lost prize
Too brave to wear his armor
An arrow brought his premature demise
Born the son of a king
His passion was undying
A relentless warrior
With the heart of a lion
Oh, Richard the Lionheart