Red Tea of Kings

[Intro] (spoken)Ah, gather ‘round, dear chaps, for a tale of taste so grand, A brew so divine, from a distant, sandy land. [Verse 1] In the heart of the bushveld, where the rooibos grows, A drink that’s more charming than the finest prose. A crimson delight, a sip of the divine, With each little taste, your troubles unwind. [Chorus] Rooibos, my dear, you’re the toast of the town, In your crimson robe, you wear nature’s crown. From morning ‘til night, you’re the brew we adore, With your flavour so rich, we keep asking for more. [Verse 2] No caffeine to bother, just calm and serene, A cup of your warmth is my daily routine. With a hint of vanilla or a slice of fresh lime, You’re the perfect companion at tea time. [Chorus] Rooibos, my dear, you’re the toast of the town, In your crimson robe, you wear nature’s crown. From morning ‘til night, you’re the brew we adore, With your flavour so rich, we keep asking for more. [Bridge] Oh, you humble bush, in the African sun, You give us a treasure, second to none. In porcelain cups or a thermos to go, Your soothing elixir gives life quite the glow. [Chorus] Rooibos, my dear, you’re the toast of the town, In your crimson robe, you wear nature’s crown. From morning ‘til night, you’re the brew we adore, With your flavour so rich, we keep asking for more. [Outro] So let’s raise our teacups, to this wonderful brew, Rooibos, my friend, here’s to you! For in every sip, we find our bliss, A toast to the tea we can’t help but miss.