(to the tune of Waltzing Matilda) Once a solemn fullback Stood back in his own goal square Watching the balls as they kept flying through As he fell to his knees He cried out in his own despair "Who's got the balls to play the Woden Blues?" chorus We are the Woden Blues We're the boys who'll drink your booze Who's got the balls To play us Woden Blues Coz we'll try Never Say Die As we drink another schooner dry We are the boys of the Woden Blues The rarely heard second and third verses are below... Up jumped the ruckman Gave the ball a mighty whack Down swooped the rover and put it to the shoe Up leapt the forward and took the mark above the pack There's another goal to the Woden Blues Chorus If you want to drink with us Here's a tip Now just beware Here's a bunch of boys who can hit the booze yet a ghost may be heard as you walk on by that old goal square Who's go the balls to play the Woden Blues? Chorus
