The brother knights of Calontir
Honor, brave, and bold
The brother knights of Calontir
Two chains of solid gold.
Once there were two young lads
Who met when they were small
And now they wear the golden chains
And guard the King's own hall.
One of them was Roderick
The other, Richard named.
Two greater friends you'll never find,
No two are quite the same.
The brother knights of Calontir
Honor, brave, and bold
The brother knights of Calontir
Two chains of solid gold.
They cut their teeth upon a sword
That Richard's father made
Roderick on the pommel
And Richard on the blade.
Knighted on the same day
Down in Bois d'Arc shire
Golden spurs upon their heels
And both hearts full of fire.
The brother knights of Calontir
Honor, brave, and bold
The brother knights of Calontir
Two chains of solid gold.
Copyright Charles Dennison. Copyable within the Society for Creative Anachronism.