(an alternative version)
By DanNo_7 ©
And did those feet in ancient time,
Walk upon the Stoop's pitch of green?
And are the silky skills of Wood,
On Twickenham's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the forwards and back line,
Shine forth upon those clouded hills?
And was this great club builded here,
During long seasons of rugby thrills?
Bring me that ball of burning gold,
Bring me Burke's boots when we're in the mire,
Bring me a beer! We'll win, be told,
Bring me my Chariot of Fire,
We will not cease from mental fight;
Nor shall the ball slip from our hand,
Shaggy will score the winnng try ,
And we'll be singing in the East Stand.
(Repeat. And dismount)
The original lyrics
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This is copyright of the lyricist/songwriter and is only used here to aid our singing and to reduce the use of the phrases: "La-la-la", "Dum-ti-dum" and "Errr, hang on a minute, I'll remember in a minute".