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Lyrics
Sunday mornings, dawn breaks the mist
Blue and black laces, clenching our fists
Twelve lads and dreams that won't be denied
Only two games lost, kept that hope alive
Coach Steve hollers out, Phil and Scott by his side
Wrighty sweeps the box and keeps us in the fight
On the pitch we're burning bright
Band of brothers in the Bramley light
One o’yah! We're runners up but we know
We gave everything, let the world know
Go on Luke! Goaaan Joe! Hear the echoes scream
Pressure rising, chasing that dream
Well done Charlie Ferrill, that's the team!
Charlie’s got the fire, Daniel's on the run
Henry with a tackle, Jake’s not done
Ethan charges forward, Alex lifts his head
Roman, Oscar, Promise painting it red
Joe, Luke and Blake passing on a string
Every pass, every shot—hear the supporters sing
The crowd’s a wave, relentless and loud
United standing proud in every crowd
One o’yah! We're runners up but we know
We gave everything, let the world know
Go on Luke! Goaaan Joe! Hear the echoes scream
Pressure rising, chasing that dream
Well done Charlie Ferrill, that's the team!
Benitez and Grandad Bob, legends on the sideline
The main event, and Ian catching every sign
The FERRILLISER, voice that won’t fade
In beetroot and black we invade
One o’yah! We're runners up but we know
We gave everything, let the world know
Go on Luke! Goaaan Joe! Hear the echoes scream
Pressure rising, chasing that dream
Well done Charlie Ferrill, that's the team!Blue and black at home, beetroot away
Sunnyside runners—we’ll be champions someday
One o’yah, let the roaring never stray
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