The Legend of Red Mahogany
Found with an auburn head
Half-living, half-dead
Mother Mahogany said
"We shall call this child Red"

Taught by the warriors
To ask second, kill first
Fearful, you heal base
And he went off the battle one day

He brought down enemies
So swiftly and with ease
Red Mahogany
A man of legend was he
The pride of the warriors
Loved by his people and his beautiful bride

Old, yet battling
Red Mahogany
Was chopped down like a tree
And sleeps now deep inside a cemetery
So we're singing Red Mahogans
Red Mahoganies, too
We're singing Red Mahogans
Red Mahoganies, too