...Oh Danny Boy, the dole, the dole is calling
From game to game, as down the league we slide
Our hopes are gone and all the dreams are dying
Tis you, tis you must go now hope has died.

But come ye back, as boss of someone else's team
For now the Vic, is hushed and still as snow
Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny boy it's time to go....

..... and for those of a more 'optomistic' nature, I prefer gullible, here's a nice fluffy wishful version...

Oh Danny boy, top of the league is calling,
From where we are, we'll do a glorious deed,
We'll win the lot and shatter others wishful dreams
Tis you, tis you must stand in front and lead.

But come ye back, clutching a silver trophy,
..and hush the doubters, show them where to go,
Tis I'll be there, to wave upon the victory bus,
That's if I'm let out of the 'home', alone to go.........

the doom and gloom version was better,but well done any way

..only cos the doom and gloom version is more realistic.... see jock, I just knew there was a little bit of the cynic hiding in you somewhere...

sorry snowy but it will take more than a song to knock the optimisum out of me

quote " tough jeans built for men"

it comes in a bottle

Aye, it’s called Dutch brandy.

Copious amounts of the stuff help Jock retain a very positive outlook on life

It's called Vieux and it's bloody lovely....... but don't let him near the vodka... he throw's up after his breaky

...better order a few more crates then.... it's along time till May.

ive allredy got them thank you mr snowy

that'll explain it all then.............

The song is becoming a self fulfilling prophesy....