Lyrics

It's of a football match, most delightful to be seen Of twenty-two young rippling lads who played on Salisbury Plain Oh, the ribbons and the favours they was fluttering on'er the plain; Here's a health unto those rippling lads, and so the game went on [Chorus] You rippling lads, hooray! You're sure to win the day And the prize, you will carry it All away, all away The ball it has been thrown up and the game it did begin; My God, how they did kick it, more like devils than like men They're having such a motion in rushing the ball along Here's a health unto those rippling lads, and so the game went on [Chorus] You rippling lads, hooray! You'rе sure to win the day And the prizе, you will carry it All away, all away The ball it being booted up, the goal it did draw nigh Young Williams stuck a penknife into young Jackson's thigh He lashed out at the lively ball, to score was his intent Young Williams missed his aim, he did, and through the goal he went [Chorus] You rippling lads, hooray! You now have won the day And the prize, you may carry it All away, all away