The Reds and The Ploughmen went to battle
On a wet and muddy ground
The wind did blow and the rain did flow
But their footing still remained sound
With 12 on the clock a nice one, two
Set Robertson running quite free
His cross was steered, but just not cleared
And Hennessey jumped with glee
With glee, with glee
Hennesey jumped with glee
A short while later, a corner was won
But sent way over too far
Robertson gave chase, his trickery was ace
And Pearson headed under the bar
Then two became three when Hennesey crossed
From the right, way over to left
Robertson arrived, for this goal he had strived
And his finish was oh so deft
So deft, so deft
His finish was oh so deft
Soon after half-time, James was on hand
When a ball looped up in the air
He smashed at the leather which flew, light as a feather
Much to the keeper's despair
Then Robertson once more, flighted a ball
As pinpoint as he could get
Furness leapt high and the ball did fly
It nestled deep in the net
The net, the net
It nestled deep in the net
There was more to come, they were not quite done
As Furness hit one from afar
The keeper did grand, to stretch out a hand
And deflect it onto the bar
But James was close by, and spyed his chance
To meet it with his head
The neatest of flicks, soon made it six
A half dozen, let it be said
Be said, be said
A half dozen let it be said