Red Boots

Big Red Boots


One of undoubtedly many songs about Sir Brychan’s famous Red Boots. Add verses as you please. Only to be sung when drunk and out of earshot of Sir Brychan.


Oh please don’t anger Sir Bychan
His rage is something to dread
He’ll give ye such a kicking
You’ll stain his leather boots red!

Chorus
Oh sir Brychan
You’re just and kind and fair
We love you sir Brychan
So please don’t kick us there! (Point at crotch)

Like the mighty oaks roots
Are covered in dark brown mud
Sir Brychan red boots
Are covered in the enemies blood!

Chorus

This started off as banter
And turned out to be true
Up to you he’ll canter
And kick you black and blue

Chorus

Some call him he wolfsbane
We call him red boots
He’ll leave you in serious pain
As he aims for yer manly fruits

Chorus

He killed Leothwine
At the wash
That saxon squealed like a swine
with red boots his balls! were! squashed!


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