Away up in Gorgie at Tynecastle Park
There's a wee fitba' team that will aye make its mark;
They've won all the honours in footballing arts,
And there's nae ither team to compare with the Hearts.
CHORUS: H-E-A R-T-S
If you cannae spell it then here's what it says;
Hearts, Hearts, glorious Hearts,
It's down at Tynecastle they bide;
The talk o the toon are the boys in maroon,
And Auld Reekie supports them wi pride.
SECOND
CHORUS: This is my story, this is my song
Follow the Hearts and you can't go wrong -
Oh some say that Celtic and Rangers are grand,
But the boys in Maroon are the best in the land.
We've won the league flag and we've won the league cup,
Though we sometimes go down we can aye go back up;
Our forwards can score and it's no idle talk,
Our defence is as strong as the auld castle rock.
National caps we can always supply,
Like Massey and Walker and Bauld and Mackay;
If I had the time I could name dozens more,
Who've helped in producing the auld Hampden roar.
Sing the second chorus after the first for verses 1 and 3.
Embro, Embro Copyright © 2001, Jack Campin
