Bolton Wanderers Chants
But to be a Wanderer, victorious are we,
So you'd better hurry up 'cos we're gonna win the cup,
We're the pride of division three, two, one.
We love you Bolton
We do
We love you Bolton
We do
We love you Bolton
We do
Oh! Bolton we love you
We are the one and the only Wanderers
We are the one and the only Wanderers
We are the one and the only Wanderers
Posh spice is a slapper
she's got no f*cking tits
and when she's shagging Beckham
she's thinking of Ricketts
She takes up the shitter
She takes it in the mouth
and when he's finished with
the slag he sends her back down south
Hark now hear the Wanderers sing
The pilot was my mate
he was the man who crashed the plane
in nineteen fifty eight
We've got chickens in our back yard
We feed them on Indian corn
But one's a bugger for givin' the
other
A piggy back over the
wall
Oh we're the Barmy
Bolton Army na na na na na na
Take me home Bolton road to the place i
belong
To the Reebok
To
see the wanderers
Take me home
Bolton road.
And its bolton wanderers
bolton
wanderers fc
are by far the
greatest team the world has ever seen
(repeat)
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Bolton Wanderers Chants
But to be a Wanderer, victorious are we,
So you'd better hurry up 'cos we're gonna win the cup,
We're the pride of division three, two, one.
We love you Bolton
We do
We love you Bolton
We do
We love you Bolton
We do
Oh! Bolton we love you
We are the one and the only Wanderers
We are the one and the only Wanderers
We are the one and the only Wanderers
Posh spice is a slapper
she's got no f*cking tits
and when she's shagging Beckham
she's thinking of Ricketts
She takes up the shitter
She takes it in the mouth
and when he's finished with
the slag he sends her back down south
Hark now hear the Wanderers sing
The pilot was my mate
he was the man who crashed the plane
in nineteen fifty eight
We've got chickens in our back yard
We feed them on Indian corn
But one's a bugger for givin' the
other
A piggy back over the
wall
Oh we're the Barmy
Bolton Army na na na na na na
Take me home Bolton road to the place i
belong
To the Reebok
To
see the wanderers
Take me home
Bolton road.
And its bolton wanderers
bolton
wanderers fc
are by far the
greatest team the world has ever seen
(repeat)
But to be a Wanderer, victorious are we,
So you'd better hurry up 'cos we're gonna win the cup,
We're the pride of division three, two, one.
We love you Bolton
We do
We love you Bolton
We do
We love you Bolton
We do
Oh! Bolton we love you
We are the one and the only Wanderers
We are the one and the only Wanderers
We are the one and the only Wanderers
Posh spice is a slapper
she's got no f*cking tits
and when she's shagging Beckham
she's thinking of Ricketts
She takes up the shitter
She takes it in the mouth
and when he's finished with
the slag he sends her back down south
Hark now hear the Wanderers sing
The pilot was my mate
he was the man who crashed the plane
in nineteen fifty eight
We've got chickens in our back yard
We feed them on Indian corn
But one's a bugger for givin' the
other
A piggy back over the
wall
Oh we're the Barmy
Bolton Army na na na na na na
Take me home Bolton road to the place i
belong
To the Reebok
To
see the wanderers
Take me home
Bolton road.
And its bolton wanderers
bolton
wanderers fc
are by far the
greatest team the world has ever seen
(repeat)