It's coming home,
It's coming home,
It's coming,
Rugby's coming home. (Repeat a few times)
Everyone seems to know the score,
They've seem it all before,
They just know, they're so sure,
that,
Widnes are gonna throw it away,
Gonna blow it away,
But I know they can play,
Cos I remember,
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Viking on our shirts,
Regal Trophy's still gleaming.
Many years of Hurt,
Never stopped me dreaming.
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So many jokes, so many sneers,
And all those Oh so nears,
When you're down,
Through the years,
But I still see that tackle by Hulme,
And when Currier scrored,
Bobbie belting the ball,
And Dougie dancing. Chorus
I know that was then,
but it could be again,
It's coming home, etc...
Chorus
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