A Horse with no Name

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Hello, I love you, won’t you tell me your name?
You’ve shown lots of effort and had a good game.
The team was announced but unluckily when
I reached in my pocket, I found I’d no pen.
You walked off the pitch to tremendous acclaim.
Worshipped by thousands, please tell me your name.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Oh please sign my programme, whoever you are,
Mister Anonymous, my superstar.
Please take your time, write it slowly and clearly
So I can fit names to the man I love dearly.
For whom shall I order a pint in the bar?
Oh whisper it gently, whoever you are.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 I watched as you gave your sweet name to the ref,
I craned my long ears but I’m partially deaf.
Your secret is safe in his little black book,
I begged him but he wouldn’t give me a look.
Is it Roger or Simon or Oisin or Geoff?
Repeat unto me what you said to the ref.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 “Number Five for Ireland” is not a good chant.
I thought it might work, but the take-up was scant.
The Unknown Defender, the Big Nameless Man,
How can you expect to get called up by Stan?
The song should resound with a nominal slant,
“Number Five for Ireland” is not a good chant.


Haven’t yet figured out the names of the players yet

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-horse-with-no-name/