Blow the whistle Mr Webb
¶ 1
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Just blow the whistle
Mr Webb, just blow it now.
Give us final peace,
let’s all set off back up North
And let the misery end.
¶ 2
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Just blow the whistle
Mr Webb, let us go home.
We hear the sound of
The lonely M6 calling
The Bolton supporters home.
¶ 3
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Just blow the whistle
Mr Webb, give us a break.
Blow your whistle please,
It hurts and it is painful,
And most Bolton fans have left.
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¶ 5
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I am out of work,
And could not afford the cost
To watch the game on
ESPN sports Tv.
Who is a lucky boy then!
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