The Red Coats, the Blue Coats 
The Blood Reds and the Cut-Throats 
Took the field, in the snow 
To settle scores from long ago 

The end begins at the start 
With Raven Hair and Snowy White 
Two families’ favourite sons 
Perfect, smile, now young men they’ve [bad word] 
The end begins at the start 
With Raven [bad word] a Raven Heart 
Ice will break before it bends 
To all they seemed the best of friends 

Jealousy like shadow grew 
In Raven’s coat of Midnight Blue 
As closest friend now closest foe 
Paraded a garment white as snow 
The best laid plans are played at night 
Raven Hair strode to Snowy White 
Whose back was turned, and from his coat 
He took his knife and he cut his throat 

People gathered where he fell 
And watched his White coat turn to Red 
His father rose as he died on the path 
Of melting snow from steaming blood He said, 
“So this day you will always remember 
We’ll meet here every bleak December 
We’ll bring our blades and wear Blood Red coats And take you down, you who are the Cut-Throats” 

The Red Coats, the Blue Coats 
The Blood Reds and the Cut-Throats 
Took the field, in the snow 
To settle scores from long ago