Barmy Army Songbook

Ashes Christmas Carols
Songbook

AWAY IN AUSTRALIA (Away in a Manger)

Away in Australia
No time for their beds
The Army were singing
And clearing their heads
We've won at the cricket
We've won in the bar
The only thing left is
Bidding Ricky "au revoir"

BARMY ARMY IS ALL HERE (Good King Wenceslas)

The Barmy Army is all here
We wish you Merry Christmas
You may not like the songs we sing
But when we've gone you'll miss us
We're thrashing you by 3 to 1
KP, Cook and Bell
When you come to England next......
We'll thrash you there as weeeeeeeeeell"

HARK, THE BARMY ARMY SING (Hark the Herald Angels Sing)

Hark, the Barmy Army sing
Cheering England is our thing
Piece of pie and jug of beer
We're all full of Christmas cheer

We will raise our voices high
Ashes victory is nigh
Bumble's saying "start the car!"
We are the better team by far
Beaten in their own back yard
Aussies take that oh so hard
Hark, the Barmy Army sing
We'll have the urn, England is King

O COME ON YOU ENGLAND (O Come All ye Faithful)

O come on you England
Make Australia suffer
Grind down their will to live, and don't let go
Outscore their batsmen
Make their wickets tumble

Chorus
O come let us support them
O come let us support them
O come let us support them
E_ENG(er)LAND !

O come Barmy Army
Sing in exultation
Sing your support of England's
Great cricket team
Come and behold them
Whipping the Australians

ONCE IN ANDREW STRAUSS'S TEAM TALK (Once in Royal Davidís City)

Once in Andrew Strauss's team talk
Someone made a rude remark
"That's not what we call the Aussies!"
Was the Captain's angry bark
"If you want to aggravate them
Should you want to leave your mark
Call them stupid Pommie Convicts
That'll keep it simple, just like Clarke

Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer (RICKY THE RED-FACED CAPTAIN )

RIcky the red-faced captain
Leads a side in trouble and strife
Both he and Ryan Harris
Couldn't score to save their life

Strauss and his England team mates
Cooky, Bell and Kevin P
Showed how the Aussies are now
The worst team in their history

SILENT FANS (Silent Night)

Silent fans, that's what you are
Nothing to sing, view from afar
Only turn up when your side's on top
Bet you wish that the slaughter would stop
When are you going to get better?
Or is spelling a challenge too far?

WE THREE SPINS (We Three Kings)

We three spins of England are
Swann, KP and Panesar
Though Hauritz won't let her
His Gran would do better
Warne was your spinning star

Chorus (after each verse)
Ohh, Team of wonder
Team of might
Thrash the Aussies out of sight
Bowl 'em, Catch 'em
Stump 'em, Whack 'em
Till they wave a flag of white

We three bats of England are
Better than the Aussies by far
Scoring freely
Really easy
Your bowlers are under par

We three quicks from far away
Aussie batsmen are our prey
Easy wickets
Won't be long till it's
All out by close of play

Barmy Army soldiers are here
Chicken leg and weak Aussie beer
Jim and Billy
Acting silly
Give them some Christmas cheer

WE WISH YOU A BARMY TEST MATCH (We Wish You a Merry Christmas)

We wish you a Barmy Test Match
We wish you a Barmy Test Match
We wish you a Barmy Test Match
You've had a bad year

Chorus
Glad tidings we bring
'Cos you just can't win
We wish you a Barmy Test Match
And another crap year

And you ain't got a chance of winning
You ain't got a chance of winning
You ain't got a chance of winning
You're not even near

And we won't go without the Ashes
We won't go without the Ashes
We won't go without the Ashes
The urn's on its way here