In the heart of old England, 'cross fields bathed in green,
Our boys don the colors, a sight to be seen.
With dreams on their shoulders, they're ready for the fight,
Every lad, every fan, under one bright light.

Headin' to the Euro's, gonna face Spain's pride,
With grit in their boots and passion inside.
From the cobblestone streets to the fast city trains,
We'll sing loud and clear, let 'em hear our strains.

Three Lions' roar, strong and proud,
We'll stand united in the crowd.
Win or lose, we'll raise a cheer,
For our boys, they'll persevere.
Monday morning comes 'round,
With love for the game we'll be found.

From the fields of Devon to the Yorkshire dales,
To the bright city lights where the spirit sails.
We're more than just fans, we're the nation's voice,
No matter the score, they'll hear our rejoice.

With fire in hearts and eyes on the goal,
Each step on the pitch, they'll make us whole.
Through trials and triumphs, they'll give their all,
In every corner, in every hall.

Three Lions' roar, strong and proud,
We'll stand united in the crowd.
Win or lose, we'll raise a cheer,
For our boys, they'll persevere.
Monday morning comes 'round,
With love for the game we'll be found.

Three Lions' roar, strong and proud,
We'll stand united in the crowd.
Win or lose, we'll raise a cheer,
For our boys, they'll persevere.
Monday morning comes 'round,
With love for the game we'll be found.

Every England fan we're so proud
Our nation uplifted by this vibe
The twelfth team member ever loud
A major part of the Three Lions tribe

Three Lions' roar, strong and proud,
We'll stand united in the crowd.
Win or lose, we'll raise a cheer,
For our boys, they'll persevere.
Monday morning comes 'round,
With love for the game we'll be found.