To the tune of 'we are Rovers, super Rovers from the north'
Come to Turf Moor, Come to Turf Moor, It's a place of misery. There's a notice, On the doorstep, Saying, 'Welcome unto thee'. Don't believe us, Don't believe us, For it's all a pack of lies. If it wasn't b*stard Burnley, It would be a paradise...
To the tune of 'we are Rovers, super Rovers from the north'
Jan Vennegoor of Hesselink Chant
sang when Jan Vennegoor of Hesselink is on or wanted to come on by the fans
Away days are a laugh. Heard this at Gillingham v Millwall match last saturday, the Millwall fans sang this on the train at Dartford station, but it's a regular one for our away fans who use trains.
Ewood Park Is Falling Down Chant
A Nice Nursery Rhyme For 18Th October 2009 !!! Perfect For Ba**ards