There's a track winding back
To the good old John Foord Park
Where the Roos play their game...oo oo
Where the big men are flying
The little men are trying
To beat the Roo's game...
Where the staunch hard supporters
Are cheering on the fence
And the opposition's trying
To crack our defence...
But it's all done in vain
Because we'll beat them just the same
Down at good old John Foord Park.
