It's nice to know your here , It's nice to know your here , it's nice to know your here .. now s3x & travel

Swiftly followed by ( Rugby League is a Family Game ... )

With his packet of sweets and His cheeky smile ------ is the ----- Speedophile edit

Your sister is your mother,Your uncle is your brother,You all love one another,
The ----- family der der der clap clap etc

can you sing with out a drum No! No!

You've only got one Song ,

Take me Home Willows Road ..

Always look on the bright side of life ..




all heard at some or other ..

Cheer up Philip Larder, oh what can it mean to a, sad yorkshire ba$tard and a, $hite rugby team.

When the red red robin goes bob bob bobbin along, shoot the ba$tard, shoot the ba$tard ra ra ra.

Build a bonfire, build a bonfire, put the leythers on the top, put the swinton in the middle and we'll burn the effin lot.

He scores trys me lord, he scores trys, he scores trys me lord, he score trys, he scores trys me lord he scores trys, Offiah he scores trys.

Here we go, here we go, here we go.

Reds are here, reds are there reds are every effin where, na na na na na na na na na.

or

Reds are here, reds are there reds are not allowed to swear na na na na na na na na na. (sung away in the eighties at Thrum Hall when us fans were surrounded by police telling us to stop swearing).

You're all inbred, you're all inbred, you're all inbred, you're all inbred.

This is what its like to be Salford, this is what its like to be small, this is what its like when your team win nothing at all, nothing at all.

What the f uck is going on, what the f uck is going on!

Go home you bums, go home you bums, go home you bums go home.

You're gonna get your effin head kicked in.

$hit on the (said team) $hit on the (said team) tonight na na na na na na.

Where were you when you were $hit, where were you when you were $hit.

You're just a small town in Wigan, small town in Wigan. Or any other place to mention.

Still got loads more....................

There was a man called Simon Finnigan who came to Salford to help us win again and when he scores you'll hear us sing again good old Simon Finnigan

Daaaavid, Berthezene. He eats frogs in his own homeland.... Erm, I forget the rest now...

You forgot the start too...

Bertie, wherever you may be, you eat frogs in your own country.
It could be worse, like a leigh fan, eating rats in a caravan.

He drinks he drives he get p45's Danny Ward, Danny Ward!

Feck off Mcrae, Feck off Mcrae, Feck off MCrae, Feck off

Theres nothing you can do when he runs at you, Dan Holdsworth, (Dan Holdsworth)
Theres nothing you can say when he plays this way, Dan Holdsworth (Dan Holdsworth)
He's the best stand off in the Super league
And he plays for Salford, Rugby

Come on you Reds

You are my Salford

Take me home Willows Road

I see the Salford Reds arising

S.A.L.F.O.R.D

Ohhh when the Reds go marching in

We are the salford rugby club,
We roam around from pub to pub,
To die of thirst we have no fear,
As long as we have Holt's beer,
So raise your glasses raise them high,
We'll spit the froth in the landlords eye.
We are the Salford Rugby club,
we roam around from pub to pub to pub to pub

We've been to Hull and we've been to Leeds
Rochdale, Paris, Keighley,
but the team we want to see
Salford RLFC

We don't like bill and we don't like Ben
We hate Ken Dodd and his Diddy men
We knocked the spots of the wooden spots
We are the salford Faithful faithful faithful

Feck off swinton, feck off swinton

the 10 Beverleys

ohhh Paul Forber

Salford till I die

Red flag flying high

Dirty old town

Matchstalk men

I'm on top of the world

I wanna go home

Ohhh every single one of us, is going on the pitch
Is going on the pitch, is going on the pitch,
Ohh every single one of us is going on the pitch,
is going on the pitch!!

Robbie Paul, Paul
Always believe Robbie paul
He's got the power to score
hes indestructible
Always believe in Robbie paul

Loads more just can't be bothered writing anymore at the minute!

around xmas time few seasons back - feed the linesman!!

<insert coaches name here> OUT.

We went to old trafford one fine day in may,
to watch stevie kerry make halifax pay,
He kicked four goals,and scored two tries,
and theres no reason for you to cry,
tex evans game want all that bad,
when he dived over the line,and the crowd went mad,
a day to remember a day to recall,
the premiership final the best day of all.......

May 1991 Premiership final v Halifax....Great memories.

OHHHHH WANKY WANKY
WANKY WANKY WANKY WARRINGTON

There was a team called wire
They thought they were the best
They said they'd beat the salford
and all the flippin rest

They said they'd win the superleague
They said they'd beat them all
But 1st game of that season
It was 6 to 24

Tra la la, Tra la la

Tune
Supercalafragalisticexpialidous (from mary poppins)

Super salford are fantastic
<insert name / nickname of team here> are Atrocious

He's old
He's slow
He's Knees about to go
(tommy ) Martin, Martin

He's old
Insane
He's weed himself again
(alex) Murphy, Murphy

we are salford RLFC
And this year we're going to wemberly
Loyal Reds
We allways will be
Till our dying day

marching on to victory
Going down in History
Tattersfield to Knowsley road (Huddersfield to JJB) they say dont tinker with classics....
Were ever they will play thats were we'll be

Sons and farthers sing this story
of the salford march to Glory
loyal REDS
We allways will be
Till our dying day

You can shove your Odsal speedway
You can shove your JJB
You Can shove your Knowsley scousers
Alway the way to Headingley

Cos we are super salford
And we off to wemberly
As the Reds go marching on on on

Simon Baldwin walks on water tra la la la la la la la la

Hope Moana
Give me
Hope Moana
Till promotion comes

We would have had you in france
we would have had you in france
we would have had you in france
We would have had you in france
In france... (to Jimmy lowes)

Rutchinson, Ruchinson, Ruchinson
OHHHHHH oh
Shauni, Shanui Ruchingson

Good mix of old and new there to start with...

So how many are we upto??? (That's not a song by the way...)

What about;

There's only one Franky Birchall
One Franky Birchall
With a packet of sweet & a cheeky smille
Franky is a Salford Pedophile......

It could be tho when the scoreboard packs in and goes off

Tune would be "Theres only one......!!"

Alan Hunte is a rugby genius

He's fat, he's round, he bounces on the ground (insert prop's name here)

Salford boys we are here, wo-oh, wo-oh, Salford boys we are here, wo-oh, wo-oh, Salford boys we are here, shag your birds and drink your beer wo-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

C'mon the salford reds, we're gonna score more tries

Leroy passed to Littler, Leroy passed to Littler, na-na-na-na

This is how it feels to be seven, this is how it feels to be small, this is how it feels when your world means nothing at all (on a trip to Barrow (2003?) when they had a particularly small scrum half)

Oompa Loompa song (as above)

Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way, oh what fun it is to see Salford win away

Baynes will tear you apart again

Clifford Beverley tra-la-la-la

Can we play you every week