The english cricket team song?

Dayan Warna

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Nov 25, 2016
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Is it just me or does the English cricket team sound like an Irish ballad about a bunch of lads going to war and not coming home?

N Joe root and Jo's butler kissed their wives goodbye
N chris woakes n ben stokes drank their beer of rye
Rory burns n young jason roy farewell their ma's at dawn
Come home me lads, ya bunch of Chad's, I need ya to mow the lawn
Seargant archer and bucky bairstow led the troop to war
But the aussie nipers gunned before they left the door

Toorali toorali yip
Joe Denly stood tall and proud in cricket whites
Stuart Broad, said young lad they'll have ye their sights
Jack leach, leapt over, and started to charge the beach
They got so close, they felt that victory was in their reach
In the first round nathan Lyon open up his mighty chest
He said I'll slaughter them where they stand twill be their final rest
Captain wade, will end the raid and said to Smith his man
Take her bat, and make'm splat, flatten them like a flan

Toorali toorali yip

What do you reckon? Give up my day job and become a ballad song writer?
 

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Is it just me or does the English cricket team sound like an Irish ballad about a bunch of lads going to war and not coming home?

N Joe root and Jo's butler kissed their wives goodbye
N chris woakes n ben stokes drank their beer of rye
Rory burns n young jason roy farewell their ma's at dawn
Come home me lads, ya bunch of Chad's, I need ya to mow the lawn
Seargant archer and bucky bairstow led the troop to war
But the aussie nipers gunned before they left the door

Toorali toorali yip
Joe Denly stood tall and proud in cricket whites
Stuart Broad, said young lad they'll have ye their sights
Jack leach, leapt over, and started to charge the beach
They got so close, they felt that victory was in their reach
In the first round nathan Lyon open up his mighty chest
He said I'll slaughter them where they stand twill be their final rest
Captain wade, will end the raid and said to Smith his man
Take her bat, and make'm splat, flatten them like a flan

Toorali toorali yip

What do you reckon? Give up my day job and become a ballad song writer?
If you can get Rolf Harris to sing it while his arm is up Emu's arse then your've got a number one in England for sure.
 

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