They think it's all over
We haven't won since sixty six,
oh the agony, hope and doubt
as the World Cup comes around again
and on penalties we go out.
The game we gave the world to play
belongs now to Italy, Spain and Brazil.
we visualise how we conquer them
but know we never will.
The skills we see out on the pitch
the sharp play, the balls to feet,
are not taught in academies
but in the park or on the street.
At night dreaming of football
the ball goes straight between the sticks,
each boy is England's captain
and it's nineteen sixty six
Copyright © Bea rutherford | Year Posted 2017