Two Crowns (The King Charles Spaniel)
1649, crown hit the floor
Charles the First lost his head in a war
Parliament clashed, the kingdom in flames
History etched how it ended his reign
Son on the run—Charles the Second in line
No throne, no crown, just a name and the time
Crossin’ through Europe, stayin’ awake
Same blade waitin’ for one mistake
Oak tree hiding, yeah, roots over pride
King in the leaves while the hunters ride
1651, Worcester, loss got sealed,
Steel met steel and he had to yield
Now he gone from gold to gravel roads
No crown, just weight that he gotta hold
Cromwell rule got England locked tight
No kings allowed, just iron and might
Charles in exile, drifting alone
France to the Low Countries, nowhere’s home
But that’s where he saw ’em, small dogs, no bite
Lap-sized loyalty, stay through the night
Didn’t need orders, didn’t need fame
Just stayed by your side when the world went strange
Not built for hunting, no work, no chase
Just warmth in the cold, quiet in space
When you got nothing, that’s everything
Comfort hit harder than a crown or a ring
King Charles Spaniel by his side, yeah, born to reign
Velvet paws in the royal lane
From exile nights to the throne room light
They stayed ten toes through the fight
Not for war, not for the field
But loyalty no sword could yield
Two hearts bound to a royal plan
A crown for the king, and one for the span
1660, yeah the comeback’s real
Restoration stamped, now the crown got seal
Charles back home, but he ain’t alone
Brought them spaniels right back to the throne
Courtrooms, halls, everywhere he go
Little dogs movin’ like they run the show
Ministers stiff but the dogs don’t care
King said “they good,” so they everywhere
People start watchin’, copy the style
Soon everybody got one in a while
Name got locked, no need to explain
“King Charles Spaniel,” yeah that’s the name.
But time moves on, yeah breeds evolve
What was once clear got problems involved
Faces got shorter, features got tight
Original line changed over time
Then came breeders lookin’ back in the past
Old paintings showed a longer snout cast
They rebuilt that look from history’s span
That’s how the Cavalier line began
King Charles Spaniel by his side, yeah, born to reign
Velvet paws in the royal lane
From exile nights to the throne room light
They stayed ten toes through the fight
Not for war, not for the field
But loyalty no sword could yield
Two hearts bound to a royal plan
A crown for the king, and one for the span