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O Little Town of Berwick.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 O little town of Berwick,
Still we see thee lie,
Across the southern border
In Angleland forbye,
Ye are wavin’ England’s flag
Bearin’ George’s cross,
But y’r team plays in the Scottish league
And that makes St.Andrew boss…

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 I’ve been hearin’ rumours,
Dunno if they’re true..
That the Football Aristocracy
Has set its sights on you…
Climbin’ on a high horse,
Makin’ the demand
That your home ground should be soil
Of a fairer land…

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 In my humble opinion
This dates back to ’67,
When y’r lads whipp’d Glasgow Rangers
And that’s niver been forgiv’n…
Goliath is intolerant
Of Davids such as ye,
It’s all t’ do with power
And not wi’ geography…

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 O little town of Berwick,
That lies upon the Tweed,
May ye have a thousand Davids
Should there be the need,
For me t’ back a Sassenach
Does seem somewhat strange,
But ye symbolise the underdog,
So long may Berwick Range…

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Notes

I heard a rumour (maybe outdated) that the Scottish F. A. had put pressure on Berwick Rangers to move across the border into Scotland. As someone with Scottish as well as Geordie ancestry, I have no problem with Berwick playing in the Scottish league – after all, Cardiff, Swansea and Wrexham play in England, Monaco plays in the French league and here “down under’ New Zealand teams play in Australian soccer, rugby and basketball leagues.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/o-little-town-of-berwick/