( to the tune: The Holly And The Ivy) Our Holty is so lively Although he´s now full grown, Of all the strikers here in this land He will always bear our crown Oh the rising of the sun brings the running of the Holt And playing off the wily Wesley, just like a lightning bolt Our Holty is a leader With a special aura, Anyone will know who´s seen us play Time and again our saviour Oh the rising of the sun brings the running of the Holt And playing off the wily Wesley, just like a lightning bolt Our Holty has a passion To shed each drop of blood, For our Canary cause each week And help to do us good Oh the rising of the sun brings the running of the Holt And playing off the wily Wesley, just like a lightning bolt Our Holty´s like a sickle When it´s cutting through corn, Whenever he eyes a chance at goal He is like a child reborn Oh the rising of the sun brings the running of the Holt And playing off the wily Wesley, just like a lightning bolt Our Holty sends a message In this game of football, Whether Chelsea or Barrow your start Is, the chance is there for all Oh the rising of the sun brings the running of the Holt And playing off the wily Wesley, just like a lightning bolt.
You´re both very kind, and I must confess I just can´t resist the temptation, so expect a few more before we arrive on the 25th.
