The Bored Vikings of Saratoga County

In the heart of Saratoga, where the rivers meet the sky,
There's a tale of old Norse warriors, who never said goodbye,
They sailed across the ocean, with the wind against their back,
Now they're bored and restless, on a modern Viking track.

Oh, the Bored Vikings of Saratoga County,
Living in the past, where their legends run free,
With axes and super yachts, they roam the land,
Out of step with time, but they'll make their stand.

In Peebles Island Park, they set their roots down deep,
With stories of their conquest, that made the strong men weep,
But now the world has changed, and they struggle to keep pace,
With the whispers of old glory, they want to save face.

Oh, the Bored Vikings of Saratoga County,
Living in the past, where their legends run free,
With axes and super yachts, they roam the land,
Out of step with time, but they'll make their stand.

Lord Thor's up there in Valhalla, shaking his mighty head,
Wondering how his warriors, got lost in what they said,
But still they keep on fighting, for honor and for pride,
Though they're stuck in modern times, they've got no place to hide.

The locals think they're crazy, with their old Norse ways,
Some call them a cult, in the bright light of day,
But those who truly know them, see the fire in their eyes,
A legacy of warriors, that modern life belies.

Oh, the Bored Vikings of Saratoga County,
Living in the past, where their legends run free,
With axes and super yachts, they roam the land,
Out of step with time, but they'll make their stand.

So raise a glass to the Vikings, who sailed so far and wide,
In the heart of Saratoga, their spirits still abide,
For though they're out of step, their hearts remain true,
The Bored Vikings of Saratoga, still have work to do.