Toss a Coin To Your Witcher

When a humble bard graced a ride along
With Geralt of Rivia, along came this song
They came after me with masterful deceit
Broke down my lute and they kicked in my teeth
While the Devil's horns minced our tender meat
And so cried the Witcher, "He can't be bleat"
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O Valley of Plenty, O Valley of Plenty
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O Valley of Plenty
At the edge of the world, fight the mighty horde
That bashes and breaks you and brings you to mourn
He wiped out your pest, got kicked in his chest
He's a friend of humanity, so give him the rest
That's my epic tale: our champion prevailed
Defeated the villain, now pour him some ale
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O Valley of Plenty, O Valley of Plenty
Toss a coin to your Witcher
O Valley of Plenty