3 Lions

(Good old England) (England that couldn't play football) It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home Everyone seems to know the score They've seen it all before They just know, they're so sure That England's gonna throw it away, gonna blow it away But I know they can play 'Cause I remember Three lions on a shirt Jules Rimet still gleaming All these years of hurt Never stopped me dreaming So many jokes, so many sneers But all those "oh so near's" Wear you down, through the years But I still see that tackle by Moore And when Lineker scored, Bobby's belting the ball And Nobby dancing Three lions on a shirt Jules Rimet still gleaming All these years of hurt Never stopped me dreaming (Good old England) (England that couldn't play football) (England have got it in the bag) Three lions I know that was then, but it could be again It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home (Football!) It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming, football's coming home (One, two, three, four) Three lions on a shirt Jules Rimet still gleaming All these years of hurt Never stopped me dreaming It's coming home, it's coming home It's coming home