By the lonely shed end wall, I heard a blue calling,
Osgood they have taken you away, but you lead the great eleven before you went to heaven, now there's glory round the fields of Fulham Road.

All round the fields of Fulham Road, where one we watched the king Ossie play, we had Tambling on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing, of the glory round the fields of Fulham Road.


Outside the shed end wall I heard a blue calling,
Zola they have taken you away but you lead the great eleven back at wembley in '97 and the blue men they're still playing the same way.

All round the fields of Fulham Road, where one we watched the king Ossie play, we had Tambling on the wing we had dreams and songs to sing, of the glory round the fields of Fulham Road.