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Alendal is a Hard Road to Travel was a popular Confederate song which was originally a Nationalist song joking about the Alendal and Leasath Campaign of 21 BBY - 20 BBY, which covered the first half of the Leasath-Aurelia War, which was part of the wider Earth Civil War.
The Alendal and Leasath Campaign were the numerous times in which the Union of Earth States, with their Federal Republic of Aurelia ally, had tried, and failed, to capture Alendal, the Democratic Republic of Leasath's capital city. The song appeared in the book titled Patriotic Songs and Anthems of Confederate Earth, which was a collection of patriotic songs and anthems from across the Confederate States of Earth and allied space, the book was popular across the Confederacy of Independent Systems.
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The lyrics involve a Leasathian Nationalist soldier pretending to be a Unionist soldier annoyed at the numerous failed attempts by the Union to capture Leasath's capital city.
Would you like to hear my song?,
I'm afraid it's rather long,
Of the famous "On to Alendal" double-trouble,
Of the half-a-dozen trips, and half-a-dozen slips,
And the very latest bursting of the bubble,
'Tis pretty hard to sing, and like a round, round ring,
'Tis a dreadful knotty puzzle to unravel,
Though all the papers swore, when we touched Leasath's shore,
That Alendal was a hard to road to travel.
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel,
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, I believe.
First, Admiral Howell, bold and gay, set sail the shortest way
By the Danern in the pleasant south sea weather
But unfortunately sailed into Helman, foolish man,
And had a rough journey altogether;
And he found it rather hard to sail past Pennard,
And the Gandr proved a deuce of a bother,
And 'twas clear beyond a doubt that he didn't like the route,
And a second time would have to try another.
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
The Danern is a hard road to travel,
Go back to Griswall, and kneel down to pray,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, I do say.
Next came Commander Gorse, with a great aerial force,
To fly over to Alendal from the Pust,
But he couldn't find the drop zone, and he couldn't radio home,
Thus his air campaign was a great big bust.
Then Captain Franks, with his motley traitor ranks,
Kicking up a great noise, fuss and flurry,
Lost the whole of his supplies, and with tears in his eyes,
From Anderson ran away in a hurry.
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel,
The aerial campaign wouldn't do, and we all had to flee,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, as all can see!
Then Detton came unabashed, both with ships and aircraft,
To try the north sea approaches,
But one and all agreed, that his fleet's poor speed
Made them the slowest of "slow coaches".
Instead of plain sailing, at the North Bank was his failing,
He found a great fleet, indeed, and nothing smaller,
And it put him in the dumps, that his ships weren't trumps,
And the aircraft that took flight as he ordered.
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel,
Sail back to port, and be very dismay'd',
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, I'm afraid.
Then said Williams unto Pope
"You can make the trip, I hope
I will conquer the traitor Leasath nation!
To make sure of no defeat, I'll leave no sea lanes of retreat, and I'll announce a famous declaration."
But the same dreaded Helman, this seaman laid his whacks on,
And made, by compulsion, a retreater.
And Pope took flight from the Danern landings at night,
'Twas his very last appearance as a leader.
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
Helman is a hard road to travel,
Pope did his very best, but was clearly not bold,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, I am told.
Last of all, Ironside, with his landing ships, tried,
A road no one had thought of before him,
With twenty-thousand men for the Leasath slaughter pen,
And the blessed Union banner waving o'er him,
But he met a fire like hell, of armour-piercing shells,
That devastated his cargo ships with great slaughter,
'Twas a shocking sight to view, that second Point Flue,
And the sea was filled with more blood than water.
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
Our coasts are a hard road to travel,
Ironside fell into a trap, which caus'd him to grieve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, I believe.
We are very much perplexed to know who is the next,
To command the new Alendal expedition,
For the capital must blaze, and that in ninety days,
Navarro and his men be killed with volition.
We'll take the cursed town, and then we'll burn it down,
And plunder and hang up each cursed traitor,
Yet the Confederates were right when they told us they would fight.
"Oh, yes, Easties, we will fight with a zeal greater!".
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel,
Then pull off your overcoat, and roll up your sleeve,
For Alendal is a hard road to travel, I believe.