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, Love, 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!
Ramage says we are down there for a reason, not a bad side, just can't put it in the net. we are in all red this afternoon, watery sunshine at pride park.
we get the ball back.....obika....wilson losses it.....now concedes a throw deep in our half........we get it to cousins...tackled....but we get a throw
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!
Wiggy has it....sends it long.....wood has it.....tackled and they push forward.....martin attacks....shot comes in morrow blocks and we get it back to hamer....wiggy....obika is tackled....derby throw
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get the feeling this is the type of game where you will have to out score your opponent. let's hope they don't score any then!
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, Love, 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!
we are in all red this afternoon, watery sunshine at pride park.
To my ‘orse,
Sayin’ goodbye to my ‘orse,
And as I was sayin’ goodbye to my ‘orse,
SAYIN’ GOODBYE TO MY ‘ORSE
they expect a midfield battle early on
see our central defence as a weakness.
We attack
edge of area, reza, Wilson, reza, keeping the ball
no description, they have it, bamford, thorne, shot wide from didtance from Bryson.
but derby get it back, Wilson off for attacking throw
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!