If we don't get to Burnley

it will be a load of shite,

if we don't get to Burnley

I know there be a fight.

 

We could hav a stop at Darwin

give Colne a quick look see

then wander up Pendle Hill where

the witches roam at night.

 

If we don't get to Burnley

no more pie and chips for me,

if we don't get to Burnley

what a thin , thin lad I be.

 

Now Burnley is magic

you can tell just by the name,

so come and take a look

at our dark satanic mills.

 

If we don't get to Burnley

I may get such a freight

If I wake up in Preston,

what a bloody awful sight,