Now that we’re all around the bar
And the captain’s declared it a quorum
We’re drinking our way through the night
And we’re having the time of our lives
Throw the empties away,start again
For the boys of south Sydney are together
We’ll drink to dawn breaks again
And may the sessions of south Sydney last forever
Oh! We never stagger, never fall
We sober up on pure alcohol
Our royal sons go marching up for more
And the guzzle, guzzle, guzzle and they tip down their muzzle
And they sing out their order long and clear: More beer!
And they will drink it all night until they are very tight
At the shades of whoever you are
Six hefty forwards and seven greasy backs
And plenty rabbit barrackers to keep the bludgers back
When the skin and hair is flying and the slaughter has begun
Three cheers for the good, old Rabbitohs
For the victory we have won

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