Old Forest Chants & Songs
#37
This was regularly sung in the Trent End in the 1980's:

He's only a poor little scouser, his face is all tattered and torn, he made me feel sick, so I hit him with a brick and now he won't sing anymore.
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#38
One team in Europe, there's only one team in Europe, one team in Europe, there's only one team in Europe.
COYR!
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#39
Tell me ma me ma to put the champagne on ice, we are going to Wembley twice, tell me ma me ma.
COYR!
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#40
We had joy we had fun, we had Derby on the run,

but the joy didn't last, because the b******s ran too fast.
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#41
Forest boys we are here woooah, woooah,
Forest boys we are here woooah, woooah,
Forest boys we are here, shag your women and drink your beer... woooooooah.
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#42
(30-09-2018, 01:42 PM)Boatsy Wrote: Forest boys we are here woooah, woooah,
Forest boys we are here woooah, woooah,
Forest boys we are here, shag your women and drink your beer... woooooooah.

One of my favourites and always brings a smile to my faceĀ  :)
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#43
Stevie Stone Stevie Stone Stevie Stevie Stone
He's got no hair but we don't care
Stevie Stevie Stone

One of the last real player chants I've heard
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#44
This is for the older ones...

You are going home like Sandy Richardson (cringe).
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#45
I always found the following song a strange one:

Ian, Ian Bowyer, Ian Bowyer on the wing, Ian, Ian Bowyer, Ian Bowyer on the wing.

As most of us will know, Ian Bowyer played in the center of midfield, not on the wing!
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#46
He' here, he's there, he's every f*****g where, John O'Hare John O' Hare.
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#47
She wore, she wore, she wore a scarlet ribbon,
She wore a scarlet ribbon in the merry month of May,
And when, I asked, her why she wore that ribbon,
She said it's for a Forest fan that's going to Wembley.

Wembley, Wembley
And we're all pissed up and we're gonna win the Cup.
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#48
Those were the days my friend, when we'd go down the Trent End.
We'd sing and dance, for ever and a day.
We'd see Joe Baker score and Ian Storey Moore.
Those were the days, oh yes those were the days.
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