Words by Mr. G.S.Cooke
Music by THE BEATLES

On a field, near Carlett Park
Play some teams, in zebra stripes
And people come, from all around
Just to play for Port Sunlight
Our Rugby game, is hard but fair
With gracious men, of different size
And though we play, with odd shaped balls
The ladies love, to come at night.

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We all play for the white and black stripes
Black and white stripes, white and black stripes
We all play for the white and black stripes
Black and white stripes, THE MIGHTY SUNLIGHT

And when the pack, is on the move
A fearsome sight, which has to be seen
To see the backs, in their full flight
Just like playing on a sea of green.

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And when the game has run its course
It matters not who came first
So to the bar, where we reside
A gall and a half, to quench the thirst.

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So when you hear, this minstrel song
Raise your glass, up the sky
And toast the fines, rugby club
The one and only, PORT SUNLIGHT.