You are a culchie, a smelly culchie
Your only happy on market day
Your grounds a cow shed
Your fans are inbred
Oh, **** off to ballybofey
if you think we'll win the league say fu[k finn harps
fu[k finn harps
if you think we'll win the cup say fu[k finn harps
fu[k finn harps
if you think we'll win the double and it wont be any trouble,if you think we'll win it all say fu[k finn harps
FU[K FINN HARPS!
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love it:}
You are a culchie, a smelly culchie
Your only happy on market day
Your grounds a cow shed
Your fans are inbred
Oh, **** off to ballybofey
Originally Posted by shedhead
That's not the ending, it ends with: Your only sheepshaggers from Ballybofey!
Life without Rovers, it makes no sense...it's a heartache...nothing but a fools game. S.R.F.C.
(To the tune of the fields of athenry)
Oh eye the reds will never die,
Where once we stacked three trophies high
We had Kenny on the wing Eddie Annand made us sing.
Oh you’ll never keep the super Rovers down
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