It’s That Time Of The Year
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It’s that time of the year
When Boro shirt, scarve and beanie is the only attire
As the football season dawns
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Nightmare of last season best forgotten
Our chance to start anew
It’s that time of the year
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When men talk of football in pubs, clubs, everywhere
Of transfers, wild speculations and baseless rumours
As the football season dawns
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They who claim to ‘footy widows’ dread and decry
Loves his club more than his kids and the wife
It’s that time of the year
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The squad may be weaker in depth but stronger in spirit
The Manager, Chairman and the players are upbeat
As the football season dawns
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Five games and Boro unbeaten, everyone is excited
Hoping this is season when are promoted
It’s that time of the year
As the football season dawns
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