To the tune of What Shall We Do With a Drunken Sailor
What shall we do with a brand-new archer? (x3)
Early in the morn-ing
Set them up with a big round target (x3)
Early in the morn-ing
String the bow and fetch the quiver (x3)
Early in the morn-ing
Show them how to aim with focus (x3)
Early in the morn-ing
Practice how to pull the bowstring (x3)
Early in the morn-ing
Walk a mile to look for arrows (x3)
Early in the morn-ing
Cheer them on when they hit the hay bale (x3)
Later in the morn-ing
Practice till they shoot the gold (x3)
Later in the morn-ing
Praise their shots when they split an arrow (x3)
Later in the morn-ing
That’s what we do with a brand new archer,
Teach them skills to hit the target,
Watch them grin as shots fly true,
Mid-day on the range now
Well…then…
What do we do with a cocky archer? (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
Make them shoot at moving targets (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
Pair them up with a Master Bowman (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
Laugh out loud when they break their arrow (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
Shift the target a yard out farther (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
Make them shoot in the wind and weather (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
Test their aim at a hanging arrow (x3)
Mid-day on the range now
That’s what we do with a cocky archer,
Challenge their skill to hit their target,
Pair them with masters as they grow,
Late-day on the range now.
Now…then…
What do we do with a seasoned archer? (x3)
Late-day on the range now.
Show their skill with fancy trick shots (x3)
Late-day on the range now
Teach the novice how to savor (x3)
Late-day on the range now
Awe the crowd with a perfect score (x3)
Late-day on the range now
Have a fun shoot that distracts them (x3)
Late-day on the range now
Marshal called “Hold!,” but they let fly,
Almost shot a deer as it ran by
It’s time to rest before we cry,
Evening on the range now
That’s what we do with a seasoned archer,
Listen as they teach their classes,
Be amazed how they hit their target,
Evening on the range now.
So…
What we do with a brand-new archer
Who turned into a cocky archer
Who became a seasonsed archer…
Make them an order of the Mark
A song for the Archers Dream Onesie party!
[Verse 1]
Gather 'round, ye archers bold, with bows and arrows tight,
We’ve shot our shots, we’ve hit the gold, beneath the starry night!
From dawn’s first light to twilight’s glow, we’ve aimed with heart and cheer,
The range is still, it’s time to chill, the bardic bash is here!
[Chorus]
Oh, string your bows and sing out loud, we’re ending with a cheer!
In onesies bright, we’ll dance tonight, the party’s drawing near!
With songs and tales by firelight, our spirits soaring high,
This archery bash, we’ll make it last, beneath the moonlit sky!
[Verse 2]
The targets stood, the arrows flew, our aim was sharp and true,
We laughed, we cheered, we conquered fears, and friendships grew anew!
Now swap your gear for fuzzy flair, in onesies we’ll parade,
The bards are here so gather near, let’s sing till night does fade!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Through wind and sun, we stood as one, our arrows found their mark,
Each shot a thrill, each miss a skill, we kindled every spark!
Now gather close, with tales to boast, the fire’s burning bright,
In onesies bold, we’ll share the gold, of stories through the night!
[Chorus]
[Verse 4]
From newbies green to onesie champs, we’re decked in cozy style,
Our fuzzy suits, from bears to fruits, bring laughter mile by mile!
With snuggly flair, we’ll dance and share, the firelight’s warm embrace,
This onesie night, we’ll shine so bright, and rock this merry place!
[Chorus]
[Outro]
(Slow down, swaying together)
So here’s to bows, to friends, to fun, this night will never fade,
Our archery tale, through song and ale, forever we’ve made!
One last shot, we’ve hit the spot—vivat for the bash!