When the red red robin Goes bob bob bobbin’ Along, along, There’ll be no more sobbin’ As he keeps throbbin’ His old, sweet song, Wake up, wake up, you sleepy head, Get up, get up get out of bed, Cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red, Live long, laugh and be happy!
What if I feel blue, I’ll go walking through Fields of flowers, Rain may glisten but still I listen For hours, and hours. I’m like a kid again, Doing what I did again, Singing this song, When the Red Red Robin Goes Bob Bob Bobbin’ along!
Their commentary is now back, we're off...no changes
Lee martin attacks, now francis throw, racon and martin, we get in a cross they head clear and showomni get it , we get it back, and approach, they regain ball, but we are watching closely and defend, get a throw but they clear, we defend and migel boots clear, our throw now, attacking, jacko to take, gets it back, crosses, but keeper collects.
From their GK we clear from francis for their throw, they seek to find showomni a lot, but now our throw...VFR coming across...respect to our travelling support....we attack, Anyinsah, and they then get a FK
Many miles have I travelled, Many games have I seen, Following Charlton my favourite team. Many hours have I spent in the covered end choir, Singing Valley Floyd Road, My only desire
Valley Floyd Road, Oh mist rolling in from the Thames, My desire, is always to be found at Valley, Floyd Road!
We have to regroup. play it around in the murky rainy conditions COYR, they attack, danger, appeals for a Hand ball...but they have a corner ! Crowd wakes up
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Goes bob bob bobbin’
Along, along,
There’ll be no more sobbin’
As he keeps throbbin’
His old, sweet song,
Wake up, wake up, you sleepy head,
Get up, get up get out of bed,
Cheer up, cheer up, the sun is red,
Live long, laugh and be happy!
What if I feel blue,
I’ll go walking through
Fields of flowers,
Rain may glisten but still I listen
For hours, and hours.
I’m like a kid again,
Doing what I did again,
Singing this song,
When the Red Red Robin
Goes Bob Bob Bobbin’ along!
Their commentary is now back, we're off...no changes
Jonjo is in the ground.
Many miles have I travelled,
Many games have I seen,
Following Charlton my favourite team.
Many hours have I spent in the covered end choir,
Singing Valley Floyd Road,
My only desire
Valley Floyd Road,
Oh mist rolling in from the Thames,
My desire, is always to be found at
Valley, Floyd Road!
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Come on boys...
Put one in and then head but the ref.....