PUT DOWN THE SWORD (…OR PICK UP A SHOVEL)

Name: PUT DOWN THE SWORD (…OR PICK UP A SHOVEL)
Description: This lighthearted, silly folk track follows the whimsical narrative of a band of raiding orcs who abandon looting and violence after a magical encounter leaves them wanting to take up peaceful farming instead. It features traditional folk instrumentation, campy ensemble vocal performances, and short comedic spoken dialogue bits.

Song by @archangeltara · Apr 30, 2026

Genre: Folk & Acoustic

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@CaylaCatz Here is the 2nd version PUT DOWN THE SWORD (…OR PICK UP A SHOVEL)

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Lyrics: PUT DOWN THE SWORD (…OR PICK UP A SHOVEL)

🎶 LYRICS [Intro – Lute + Whistle + Stomps] (rowdy footsteps, door slam) NARRATOR: They came for gold… ORCS: WE CAME FOR GOLD! NARRATOR: …they left with farming tools. [Verse 1] A pack of orcs with greedy eyes Saw temple doors and golden prize “Chalices! Coins! A wealthy score!” They kicked and crashed right through the door But in the hall, no guards, no fight Just one calm man in glowing light Hands folded, voice so mild— Like greeting guests… or scolding a child [Orcs – Chant] We loot! We steal! We smash! We take! Gold for glory—everything breaks! [Verse 2 – Matthew] “You’re welcome here,” the monk did say “If peace is what you bring today.” ORCS: “PEACE?!” LEAD ORC: “We kill! We crush! We never kneel!” ALL ORCS: “WE TAKE WHATEVER WE CAN STEAL!” [Pre-Chorus] They charged ahead with roaring might— But something strange would stop the fight… [Chorus – Big, Funny] PUT DOWN THE SWORD TRY SOMETHING NEW MAYBE THE PROBLEM… ISN’T THEM—IT’S YOU PUT DOWN THE SWORD JUST GIVE IT A TRY YOU MIGHT LIKE SUNSETS AND CLEAR BLUE SKY PUT DOWN THE SWORD NO NEED TO FIGHT— YOU COULD BE FARMERS BY TOMORROW NIGHT! [Verse 3 – Transformation Chaos] A flash of blue, a cooling wave Swept through the hall both calm and brave The axes dropped, the shouting died— Confusion spread from side to side They blinked… they paused… they scratched their heads… “…Why do I want to bake some bread?” “…What’s barley?” “…Why do I care?” “…Do I… want fresh… country air??” [Orcs Turned Men – Confused Chorus] I don’t want vodka? That feels wrong… I think I’d like a harvest song… Is that a plow? It looks quite nice… …Wait—why am I giving advice?! [Chorus – Bigger, Funnier] PUT DOWN THE SWORD PICK UP A RAKE PLANT SOME SEEDS FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE PUT DOWN THE RAGE PUT DOWN THE FIGHT TRY A NICE FIELD IT FEELS… ALRIGHT?? PUT DOWN THE SWORD JUST WALK AWAY— YOU MIGHT ENJOY A QUIET DAY [Bridge – Comedic Dialogue] (music drops) ORC 1: So… we don’t kill? ORC 2: …We till? ORC 3: What’s tilling? ORC 4: I think it’s like… killing… but slower? [Final Chorus – Campy Ensemble] PUT DOWN THE SWORD THE WAR IS DONE TRY GROWING CROPS INSTEAD OF RUN PUT DOWN THE PAST LET NEW THINGS START— WHO KNEW PEACE COULD HIT THIS HARD? [Outro – Soft, Silly] (whistle fades) They came for gold… …and left debating fertilizer.

About this song

This lighthearted, silly folk track follows the whimsical narrative of a band of raiding orcs who abandon looting and violence after a magical encounter leaves them wanting to take up peaceful farming instead. It features traditional folk instrumentation, campy ensemble vocal performances, and short comedic spoken dialogue bits.