It
ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, boys, if you don’t know by now.
It
ain’t no use to sit and wonder why boys,
we’ve got four teams anyhow
We’ve
got / Blues for the city boys, Dragons are from Gwent,
Ospreys
for the Swansea Jacks, Scarlets for the West.
Where‘s
Bridgend and Ponty boys? They don‘t exist.
Don’t
worry boys; we’ll be all right
Do
you remember the man who built the stadium?
Now
he’s a funny looking man.
His
name is Glanmor WRU Millennium, and he said I’ve got a master plan.
We’ll
build a stadium all others to surpass,
A
pitch of con-crete and mud but not of grass.
The
Boys all said - if that’s your plan, you can stick it up your - la, la, la
Don’t
worry boys we’ll be all right.
Ain’t
no use in looking back to yester-year.
To
the likes of Gareth and JPR.
Ain’t
no use in looking back to Triple Crowns.
We
must follow that shining star.
And
if it stops over - the old Arms Park.
We’ll
celebrate with a pint of Dark.
Don’t
need to teach Mike Ruddock to say ‘ark , ‘ark the lark!
Don’t worry Boys we’ll be all right.
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