While I had a soft spot for the dons
And my dad played ruck rover for the locals
I can still hear my mum yell on tea time
We could scarcely see the
And I guess it's still the same south of
But I never was much chop
If you can't kick with both feet
Bison pasties kept us warm on
The rivalry would go into the night
One town against the other, what a fight
But I never was much chop
And you're not worth a pinch
What you can't kick with both
years to make the big time
In the local team out there in the sticks
Well I guess I never had a better time
Time that seemed to come and go too soon
In the team that always won
When I make that big grand final in the sky
I hope I kick those goals
Then maybe I'll put my boots away
But I never was much up with my left foot
And you're not worth a pinch of
if you can't kick with both feet.
I can still hear my mum yelling tea time.
We could scarcely see the
And I guess it's still the same south of