A Bit of Poetry...Who said Ducks weren't creative!
Jefferey, Williams, Doherty, Gregg
Elwiss, O’Callaghan and Kitchen
Peacock, Miller, Snodins Harle
Buckley, Brevett and Rankine
Names echoed around Belle Vue Ground
Doncaster Rovers – Small but proud
Elwiss, O’Callaghan and Kitchen
Peacock, Miller, Snodins Harle
Buckley, Brevett and Rankine
Names echoed around Belle Vue Ground
Doncaster Rovers – Small but proud
Small and proud but wanting to grow
Not so easy without cash flow
So there came a man with moneybags
He’d got it all from fiddling the nags.
Things started smelling not so good
Players sold, brought in dead wood
Main stand burned
Managers sacked
Matches lost
Moneybags packed
Angry fans scream and shout
Bottom of the league Down and Out
Adie Mike, Darren Moore Prince Moncrieffe and Martin Paul
Steven Sanders, Robert Pell Kerry Dixon, manager in hell
Not such happy Donny folk
Doncaster Rovers – Football joke.
A football joke but no one laughs
The club is dying, nothing funny about that
Along came Ryan, a long time fan
To turn things around, he was our man.
Four pledges made, ambitious and bold
He’d bring Donny back from the cold,
Old heroes returned, Ian and Glynn
They started rebuilding some players brought in
Better team
Starts to grow
Slow but sure
Improvements show
Downward slide
Now abated
For a non-league side
Rovers are rated
Ian Duerden, Simon Shaw
Atkins, Walling and Gill
Simon Marples, Barry Miller
Paterson, Warren and Fell
Rovers fans start to sing
Doncaster Rovers – Phoenix rising
A phoenix rising but not yet risen
At least old moneybags is locked in prison
David Penney taken out of the team
To take the reigns driving Ryan’s dream
And so we climbed with football bold
To gain a chance of play-off gold.
Chester, Penalties
What a close call
Britannia Stadium
Great hope for all
Greeny, Morley
Two in the net
But stubborn Daggers make us sweat
Extra time with heart and soul
Franny Tierney – Golden goal
Tristram Whitman, Gregg Blundell
Ravenhill, Ryan and Tierney
The great Paul Barnes, young Paul Green
Allbrighton, Doolan and Morley
The team now has a winning knack
Doncaster Rovers - Good to be back.
Good to be back but what to do now?
The media think we’re sure to go down
But Penney he makes the vital signs
Going back down is not in our minds
Attacking football no lack of skill
From conference darkness comes iron-clad will
So what to do now? We’ll win this thing!
Lets go up again we’re not joking
Play-off champs Soon pace-setters
Climbing the league It just gets better
4 to nil Barnsley get beat
First time back Oh how sweet
Looks good now
Promotion sealed
Win the league Hull City yield
Steven Foster, Fortune-West
McIndoe, Mulligan, Green
Andy Warrington, Gregg Blundell
Whetear, Marples and Brown
Days are back that were long gone.
Doncaster Rovers – Up from Three to One.
Three to one in a mighty stride
A fitting tribute for this great side
A cup run’s next, the mighty fall
Penney goes a shock for all
Sean O’Driscoll, the next in line
Quiet, respected dignified
In the league, not quite there
So sites are set on Silverware
Penalty v Crewe
Heffernan
Destination Millenium
Forte, Heffs In a hurry
But fighting Pirates
Make us worry
Extra time Graham Lee
From Thornton’s corner
Makes it three
Whistle to lips
Time is up
Donny win the paint pot cup.
Sullivan, Forte, Jimmy O’Connor
Thornton Roberts and Lee
Sean McDaid, JJ Price
Sully, Copps and Green
Silverware in a trophy cabinet
Doncaster Rovers – with a winning habit.
A winning habit that’s not yet gone
Is a useful thing in league one
No outside bets
Now real contenders
The championship is where Sean will send us
With sound defence we set a pace
It looks very much like second place
But very last game a relegated team
Survives and shakes the Donny dream
Southend in play-offs
Copps scores three
On our way to Wemberlee
Mighty Leeds stand in our way
It falls for Hayter
To make them pay
So ten years after down and out
Four pledges achieved without a doubt
Best we’ve been four fifty years
Thanks John Ryan, hear our cheers
Sullivan, Hayter, Matt Mills, Green
Wellens, Heffs and Stock
Martin Woods, JJ Price
Locky, McCammon and Guy
Old fans shed joyful tears Doncaster Rovers – Best since 50 years
That was 50 years ago
When Ryan first saw the Rovers show
He fell in love like us all
With that game they call football
So is this where the fable ends?
Is this as high as we go?
Will we remain a championship team?
My friends, nobody knows
What the future brings no one can say
We’ll just love the way they play
Maybe one day in the top class
Or maybe this great success will pass
Only one thing I can with crossed heart say
I think of the Rovers everyday
So I’ll leave you with a glint in my eye
Doncaster Rovers – Til I die.
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