Roy is 63 Today

Verse 1
Roy was born in Stratford, where the Hammers rule the land,
Met Colleen as a kid — she took that boy by the hand.
Now Luke’s off in Australia, living life beneath the sun,
While Roy drives round in his Tesla… at three miles an hour just for fun.

Verse 2
James sits in the passenger seat, losing patience by the mile,
“Roy, mate, if we go any slower, I’ll age another while.”
But Roy just smiles and nods along, chilled out as he can be,
“Buckle up, boys — top speed’s coming… might hit twenty‑three.”

Chorus
Ohhh Roy! The legend of the local lore,
The lads down the pub all cheer for him more and more.
They’ve never met the bloke — not once, not ever —
But they swear he’s a hero, the greatest legend ever!
Ohhh Roy! Raise your pint and sing,
To the slow‑driving, West Ham‑loving king!

Verse 3
He’s loyal as they come, to Colleen and the Claret & Blue,
He’s seen more West Ham heartbreak than most fans ever do.
But still he shouts “Come on you Irons!” with a hopeful little grin,
Even when they’re losing… which is often… but we don’t mention that to him.
Verse 4
Birthdays come and birthdays go, but Roy stays just the same,
A gentleman, a family man, with legendary fame.
So here’s to Roy on his big day — may the beers be cold and free,
And may the lads down the pub keep chanting his name like he’s on Sky TV.

Final Chorus
Ohhh Roy! The legend of the local lore,
The lads down the pub all cheer for him more and more.
They’ve never met the bloke — not once, not ever —
But they swear he’s a hero, the greatest legend ever!
Ohhh Roy! Raise your pint and sing,
Happy birthday to the Stratford king!

Acoustic with catchy beat, Male Vocals, Moderate (76-108 BPM)