The Chosen Few (Corby's Song)

Oh, black are the wings of the Corby
And gold is his fair heart so true.
And white is the belt of the Chivalry.
Those chosen and Knighted are few.

Of all those who would fight for glory,
Who wear the white and the blue,
Of all those who would be called Chivalry,
Those chosen and Knighted are few.

What special man may be called Chivalry?
What special man may be called Knight?
Who wears the spurs and chain golden,
And wears the belt colored pure white?

A man of integrity, honor,
Of courtesy and loyalty.
A teacher, a leader, a warrior,
Of these things the Chivalry be.

Today a young Squire is chosen
And before his King he kneels down
And gives to his sovereign his fealty.
His service he swears to his crown.

Let all know this young Knight Sir Corby
And give him the honors he’s due.
Of all those who would be called Chivalry,
Those chosen and Knighted are few.

Oh, black are the wings of the Corby
And gold is his fair heart so true.
And white is the belt of the Chivalry.
Those chosen and Knighted are few.