"I went to an alehouse I used to frequent, I saw Jack Walker, his money was spent, He asked me to play, I answered him nay, I said rubbish like yours, I could beat any day.

Chorus: And it's no nay never, No nay never no more, Will we play Blackburn Rovers, No nay never no more.

Ewood Park is now empty, it's getting knocked down, And Blackburn play their home games on a piece of waste ground, Jack Walker looks round, says Somethings not right, There's far more players, than supporters in sight . . ."

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Five years have now passed and Burnley rule supreme, The League and the Cup have been won by our team, Blackburn Rovers are bankrupt, they have long since died, And now Jack Walker sweeps Burnley's Longside.

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Burnley supporters' ode to their dearest rivals, Blackburn Rovers.