The Substitute
¶ 1
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It’s cold sitting on the bench
I wish I could play
But patience is the name of the game
“You’ll get your chance son”
The gaffer says
Week in and week out
And yes I want our team to win
And yes I don’t want anyone to get hurt
But just once just for once I hope their
Big defender with the slow boots
And the quick temper
Leads with his studs
And then my chance will come…
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