I'm a rambler... Blades song

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"Sing something simple,
You simple,
TWATS!"

Another fine piece of terrace poetry...

Usually sung when we were losing and the game was up. A bit of 'fuk u' attitude from the Blades.

It reminds me of that Indiana Jones movie (last crusade) when a young IJ is told 'you lost today kid...but that doesnt mean ya gotta like it'.
 

One that was sung at away games darn sarf was,
I cash giro, I go to pub, I get completely plastered,
when I get home I beat up wife,
cos I`m a Northern bastard.
 
My old man said be a wednesday fan, i said fuck off bollocks your a cunt.
We'll take hillsborough and all thats in it, we'll take hillsborough in just one minute
With hatchets and spanners, garden knives and spanners, we are the boys from Bramall Lane.
We go home and away on on a Sat-ur-day where the beer tastes all the same

My old man said be a wednesday fan, i said fuck off bollocks your a cunt.
He said come on we're going to the game, I said FUCK OFF i'm going down the lane.
So i went down to John Street, found myself a good seat, saw the boys go two up at the break.
Then it's off to the bar for a pint of Magnet and a meat pie filled with steak.
Iv never sung that one, how many blades have dads that support the pigs?
 
It's nice to know you're here
It's nice to know you're here
It's nice to know you're here
So f#ck off
 
Iv never sung that one, how many blades have dads that support the pigs?

In the same boat pal and so is my dad, our family is full of red n white, never felt the need to sing it. I can't imagine in one family the father being staunch pig and the son staunch blade? Does this happen?
 
"Sing something simple,
You simple,
TWATS!"

Another fine piece of terrace poetry...

Straight out of Radio 2's "Friday night is music night" Wilf. Just goes to show what a cultured bunch we Blades are.:)



Although I can't help thinking our version wouldn't go down too well with Cliff Adams and his ensemble;)
 
We all follow United, Over Land and Sea (AND WEDNESDAY), we all follow united on to victory (all together now).

I always thought it was "FUCK WEDNESDAY"
Always used to be "and Wednesday" but in recent years I've heard more and more of the "fuck" as it were. I'm not sure that this is an improvement if honest

Also, back in the day it used to be
Oh Sheffield, is wonderful, Oh Sheffield is wonderful, it's full of beer, birds and United, Oh Sheffield is wonderful

In recent years Sheffield seemed to have changed to being full of tits, fanny and united . Is this to avoid the sexist term "birds" do you think?
 
Hello! Hello!
We are the Shoreham boys.
Hello! Hello!
We are the Shoreham boys.
And if you are a Wednesday fan surrender or you die
Cos we all follow United.

(Repeat)
 

I've been enjoying recent outings of the lesser spotted, great old, 'keeper-baiting classic,
"OhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHH ... you're shit ! Aaaargggghhhhhhhhhhhhh".

Old 'uns are the best 'uns :)
 
In the same boat pal and so is my dad, our family is full of red n white, never felt the need to sing it. I can't imagine in one family the father being staunch pig and the son staunch blade? Does this happen?

My Grandad had 5 brothers and 5 sisters, all solid blue. My Great Grandad lost a leg in WWI but was a big Wednesday fan and made sure his kids towed the line.

My dad attended both clubs in his teens, as many did in the 50's. Most people worked Saturday mornings and so away travel didn't realy happen. Thankfullymy dad saw the light and picked the red and white side of Sheffield, much to my Grandad's disgust .

One of my dad's jobs was to go down the pub early evening and take my Great Grandad (the one legged one) a jug of beer from the local. If United had won and Wendy lost he'd open the door, shout 'Hello Grandad' then step back and wait for the crutch to be thrown. Then he'd take the ale in.

Different times indeed and I thank the heavens on a daily basis that my dad was such an awkward bastard and didn't inherit the blue.
 
Me again.

Having just explained how my dad rebelled against a Wendy family, I thought I'd expand. The family were all raised and lived in Netherthorpe/Walkley area. In the 60s my mum and dad bought their first house in Gleadless and I was born there. We moved to Anston in 1970 when my dad got a job in Worksop (the awkward old bugger couldn't bear to accept living in Nottinghamshire).

As a result, I never really knew the extended family. In 1991 my sister was going out with a rank Blade and I went down to the Sheffield derby at BDTBL with him and his elder brother, who'd always lived in the Crookes/Crosspool area and knew many local lads. Pre-match beers were in the South Seas in Broomhill (look away now children) which was one of the edgier pubs in a mainly student area. By complete chance I was introduced to cousins (once removed) who knew me; "You are the from the disgraceful arm of the family". We had a drink and a laugh and walked down to BDTBL together.

The result tasted even sweeter for knowing I'd been drinking with Wednesday family who we'd just trashed for the first time since 79/80.

I'm a Blade as are my son and daughter. If grandkids come along they will have no choice.

We are A BLADE FAMILY.

End of.
 
Me again.

Having just explained how my dad rebelled against a Wendy family, I thought I'd expand. The family were all raised and lived in Netherthorpe/Walkley area. In the 60s my mum and dad bought their first house in Gleadless and I was born there. We moved to Anston in 1970 when my dad got a job in Worksop (the awkward old bugger couldn't bear to accept living in Nottinghamshire).

As a result, I never really knew the extended family. In 1991 my sister was going out with a rank Blade and I went down to the Sheffield derby at BDTBL with him and his elder brother, who'd always lived in the Crookes/Crosspool area and knew many local lads. Pre-match beers were in the South Seas in Broomhill (look away now children) which was one of the edgier pubs in a mainly student area. By complete chance I was introduced to cousins (once removed) who knew me; "You are the from the disgraceful arm of the family". We had a drink and a laugh and walked down to BDTBL together.

The result tasted even sweeter for knowing I'd been drinking with Wednesday family who we'd just trashed for the first time since 79/80.

I'm a Blade as are my son and daughter. If grandkids come along they will have no choice.

We are A BLADE FAMILY.

End of.

Well said that man. It doesnt matter how long it took for you and yours to become Blades, the important thing is that you got there. I like the cut of your old mans gibb. He decided he wanted more in life than watching that blue n white drudgery and saw the light.

My family are and have always been solid Blade fans going back generations. That said i do know that my missus had a grandad who was a devout pig and hated Utd with a passion apparently. He died when my missus was just a young pretty lass and she was the apple of his eye. I like the fact that his great grandchildren (my kids) are all solid Blades. Wonder what he would have made about that the silly old sow....or that his beloved granddaughter often wears a Blades shirt in our bed...with not much else on if im in luck....
 
often wears a Blades shirt in our bed...with not much else on if im in luck....

A lass wearing a Blades shirt and nowt else in bed? All you need is some fruit & nut chocolate as well and you'll have achieved Nirvana.
 
Could some one please give me the full version of 'we ain't got a barrel of money'

For thirty years of watching the blades I've never got past Woodward and Currie ....... Thanks in advance
 
Could some one please give me the full version of 'we ain't got a barrel of money'

For thirty years of watching the blades I've never got past Woodward and Currie ....... Thanks in advance

But with Eddie Colquhoun
Promotion came soon
United
All together now
 
Cracking song is that. Also, love a bit of:

We all follow United, Over Land and Sea (AND WEDNESDAY), we all follow united on to victory (all together now).

We hate Sheffield Wednesday, we hate Wednesday too (AND WEDNESDAY), we hate Sheffield Wednesday, but United we love you.

Given up on the away days these days, bit tame for me.


When I was a kid it used to be

We hate Nottingham Forest, we hate Liverpool too, we hate Sheffield Wednesday but United we love you
 
From the infant and junior school yard (Hemsworth Infant and Junior, Gleadless Valley), all the lads would form a gang in the school yard, arms round each others shoulders in a long line and march round shouting "United" then everyone cheered, then "Wednesday" and everyone booed. Walking round and round, "United" (hurray!), "Wednesday" (booooo!), simple pleasures, you made your own fun in those days......

From the early 70's, when the term "Agro" meant trouble or fighting, "do you want some agro?", etc., lads at school sang

Bertie Mee says to Bill Shankly, have you heard of the North Bank, Highbury?

He says, "no?, I don't think so, but I've heard of the Shoreham Agro"

and

Aye, aye, aye, aye,
Shoreham Republican Army (we're barmy)
Wherever we go, we fear no foe
For we are the SRA

SRA being the forerunners of the BBC, and the aftermath of the Shoreham Riot Squad, i.e. the bad lads
 
Sure I have somewhere. I'll have a look. Pm your email address

Big shout out to mattbianco1. Sent me the old cd via email as mp3's, top man, had a few beers tonight listening and singing along...

We've travelled far and wide
London to Merseyside
But there is only one place we wanna be
And that is Shoreham Street
Where it is magnifique
Where all the wednesdayites lay dead at our feet!

Top man, i owe you a beverage!
 
I always had a soft spot for the old unsubtle favourites from the late 70's

After opposition goal without fail - You're going' to get your fuckin' heads kicked in (repeat)

The (Wednesday or whoever) sing I don't know why 'cos after the match they're going' to die.
 
Not Blades, but the first chant I learned the words to in Spain was:

'Portero maricon
Portero maricon
Su madre es un puta
Y su padre un cabrone'
 

I always had a soft spot for the old unsubtle favourites from the late 70's

After opposition goal without fail - You're going' to get your fuckin' heads kicked in (repeat)

The (Wednesday or whoever) sing I don't know why 'cos after the match they're going' to die.
The second one is the correct use of the Tom Hark tune.

And I think the response to the first was 'you what, you what' etc.
 

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