They call me Rolland 'cause I always 'roll' hard.
I got magical songs 'cause I'm a powerful Bard.
Arcane power entwined with rhyme.
Keep up the pace or you’ll get left behind.
Lyrics are weapons if you've got the wit,
but you're trippin' on phrasing like you got a fat lip
I'll travel alone if you won't come along,
If I’m bored I sing this song:

This song is Roland's song
I sing it all day long
It can go on and on
would you like to sing along?

My name is Rolland and I sport a green cloak.
I ride with the freaks 'cause they're the best folk.
If <what> my spells <what> can't slay <what> a foe,
then I'll fire an arrow from my magical bow!
I'd rather outfox 'cause I don't like violence,
and I turn to my geode if I need a little guidance.
When I’m groggy I'm waiting for dawn,
I keep myself sane by singing this song:

This song is Roland's song
I sing it all day long
It can go on and on
would you like to sing along?

My name is Rolland with a capital R.
I've travelled this land from near to far,
But the road was too rough, and the danger too real,
so I hung up my bow and started catering meals.
I serve fresh lamb, <oh> and I serve prime loin, <hey>
and I make a ton of money in cryptocoin.
Even though my days of heroics are gone,
every now and then I still sing my song:

This song is Roland's song
I sing it all day long
It can go on and on
would you like to sing along?