Oh, london Boys, the championship sides, are calling
From Workington and down to Halifax ,
The summer's gone, and all the crowds are falling,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the hive is hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, London boys oh London boys I love you so!

To the tune if the 1970's hit running away together

Long ago, down in a suburb near pimlico, there was a team called the broncos, who when they played many people would go.
Superleague, the future we were told of rugby league, but northerners knew it could never be, they knew the sports true destiny
Playing away at batley, playing away at donny and at Leigh.....

How about "Down,down"by the Quo....or (heres one for the kids)"Rock bottom" by Lyndsey DePaul and Mike Moran..