Red Roses, Bright Castles
by Phil Underwood
Recorded by Phil Underwood
I am a boat painter, my trade I will tell
I paint all the boats that ply the canal
A fine boatman's cabin it gladdens my sight
Red roses, bright castles are all my delight
So hand me me pots, me paintbrush in hand
My work is renowned through all of England
I'm out painting boats from morning 'til night
Red Roses, bright castles are all my delight
Now missus she likes to see flowers she'll say
Bright colours do please her, they brighten her day
She'll wash all the lace and wipe all the plates
She'll polish the brass, she'll black the fire grate
And master he wants his boat looking the best
With his name all in white he can puff out his chest
I'll paint him some diamonds if there's room to spare
It's the finest on the cut, all the navvies declare
So hand me me pots, me paintbrush in hand
My work is renowned through all of England
I'm out painting boats from morning 'til night
Red Roses, bright castles are all my delight
And when me day’s done, I take of me rest,
My wife she will scold me for the paint on me breast,
But she’ll wash out me shirt and brew up some tea,
And in our warm cabin contented we’ll be.
I'd like to thank Phil Underwood for giving me permission to reproduce his lyrics and use his recording of this
excellent song. Phil is a playwright/musician who tours two canal based shows : Roses and Castles and Canals of Old
England which are well worth looking out for.
Red Roses, Bright Castles
by Phil Underwood
Recorded by Phil Underwood
I am a boat painter, my trade I will tell
I paint all the boats that ply the canal
A fine boatman's cabin it gladdens my sight
Red roses, bright castles are all my delight
So hand me me pots, me paintbrush in hand
My work is renowned through all of England
I'm out painting boats from morning 'til night
Red Roses, bright castles are all my delight
Now missus she likes to see flowers she'll say
Bright colours do please her, they brighten her day
She'll wash all the lace and wipe all the plates
She'll polish the brass, she'll black the fire grate
And master he wants his boat looking the best
With his name all in white he can puff out his chest
I'll paint him some diamonds if there's room to spare
It's the finest on the cut, all the navvies declare
So hand me me pots, me paintbrush in hand
My work is renowned through all of England
I'm out painting boats from morning 'til night
Red Roses, bright castles are all my delight
And when me day’s done, I take of me rest,
My wife she will scold me for the paint on me breast,
But she’ll wash out me shirt and brew up some tea,
And in our warm cabin contented we’ll be.
I'd like to thank Phil Underwood for giving me permission to
reproduce his lyrics and use his recording of this excellent song. Phil
is a playwright/musician who tours two canal based shows : Roses
and Castles and Canals of Old England which are well worth looking
out for.