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A Cup of England

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Why oh why does my England let me down.
I start each tournament with hope but a frown.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The hype and the drama, as my hopes build up.
That within my lifetime I will see England with a cup.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Every time we hear of England’s greatest keeper Banks
And how to Hurst & Peters, we should give thanks.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 To the Charlton’s & Moore, Cohen, Hunt, Stiles & Ball.
Finally Wilson, world cup winning praise to you all.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But I wasn’t born then for the glory, which can make me sick.
Only on repeats on the telly I have seen Geoff score his hat trick.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I want my own memories to bask in, watch Rooney scoring a winning goal.
Free kicks from Beckham, an offline clearance from Cole.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 I only having fleeting moments of pleasure from tournaments past.
Gazza against Scotland & Robson in twenty seven seconds – fast !

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I want tears in my eyes as the England captain lifts up the gold.
With my kids in my arms, before I get too bloody old.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Will it ever happen I don’t know, but keep hope in my heart.
And to help this magic transpire I will do my small part.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Because from Sir Alf up to Sven, with all between including Hod.
We MUST win one day, after all he’s an Englishman you know. God.

Notes

Written after Englands acrimonious loss in Euro 2004

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/a-cup-of-england/