They'll write you off, you shamed the name.
They'll say the honours gone;
Professionalism of the modern game,
No time for you, move on!
They'll say you're not creative,
You've no attacking flare.
Your game is so sedative
To score a try is rare!
The best of the Four Nations?
Is that really all you've got ?
Northern poor relations,
Oh we'll put you on the spot.
No reasons, to be positive
As you train together, rehearse,
Don't want to be too negative,
Your start couldn't have been much worse!
Onward with your crusade,
We'll put you to the sword,
Delusional and a bit afraid,
In camp is what we've heard.
Enough's enough!
Button up red tunics ,
Backs are to the wall,
The press will give you so much stick,
It's time for you, stand tall.
Tours aren't like they used to be,
With time up front to bond,
Take on this responsibility
Its how you will respond.
Remember you have the heart and soul,
The honour of the crest,
The best we have up North all told,
For rugby's greatest test.
You wear the Lions jersey,
Badge emblazoned on your chest;
Go out and show you're worth it;
Lions! - You are best of the best!