Club Song & Poem

 

Song

 

I’ve got some friends who play rugby

They’re proud to wear the gold and black

The finest men God could ever send

He sent them and he doesn’t want them back

 

Oh yes we’re Camden Rugby  

And we’ll do our best

Play from your hearts boys

Up and contest

 

Oh yes we’re Camden Rugby

And we’ll never give in

Stay in there, fight to win 

 

Extended Song

 

I’ve got some friends who play rugby

They’re proud to wear the gold and black

The finest men God could ever send

He sent them and he doesn’t want them back 

 

Saturdays were meant for playing rugby

Bugger mowing lawns and fixing taps

From the line we’ll cheer, sip an ice cold beer

What better way to spend the day than that 

 

Oh yes we’re Camden Rugby 

And we’ll do our best

Play from your hearts boys

Up and contest

 

Oh yes we’re Camden Rugby

And we’ll never give in

Stay in there, fight to win

 

The Realm of the Mighty Ram Poem

 

May the summers be short,

And the winters long

All that heat only makes me sad,

For there’s something that we do ,in the wintertime,

That brings joy to the heart of this lad.

As the first autumn leaves fall upon the ground,

As the first birds head to the south,

We will gather at the centre of the battle field,

And here we will make this vow.

 

With our hearts and our souls

We’ll repel every foe,

And we’ll stand erect and proud,

To wear the Black and the Gold.

 

As the mist rolls in and surrounds the flock,

The night air drops to a chill,

There’s a creature with a hunger for the taste of lamb,

And he moves in closer for the kill,

There’s a thud, and a scream, as the horn goes in,

And the enemy slumps to the ground,

And the Ram strides back through the misty night,

And the Flock,  remain safe and sound.

 

So remember lads, when you don the fleece,

There’s a vital job to be done,

Fo there are many who would seek to attack the flock,

And claim a victory is won,

So stand on your dig,

Prepare to fight,

Prepare to make a stand,

For stranger, your about to meet your fate,

When you enter the Realm of the Ram.

 

With our hearts and our souls,

We’ll repel every foe,

And we’ll stand erect and proud,

To wear the Black and the Gold.