“Magic of the Cup!”
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Today is the day
When you can really dream
Battling through to play the cream
When you recall the teams
Who’ve made it the past
Will it finally
Be our time at last?
Canvey, Hastings even Chasetown who?
How much more do we have to do?
It must be our time to join them too!
Even in the days of Edgar Kail
The FA Cup was a massive fail
I just want to see us play at
A Football League ground before I die
Can that be so pie in the sky?
The First Round Proper back in ninety eight
That was a half century wait
Such was our fate.
I’ll never forget how we got there
Beating Newport Isle of Wight
Post match celebrations
Such a sight
Hugs and kisses on the pitch
But the draw was such a bitch
Scant reward as we missed the big boys
Just Southport at home for our joys.
Now another year another start
Please don’t let it be Shoreham
Who break my heart!
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