Rugby racing and rugby racing and rugby racing and beer.When I was just a little kid, knee-high to a kick, Daddy took me on his knee.He drained his glass and closed his eyes and gave me very sound advice on how to be a real K-Way.Get to know your football sides and learn to spell from all race guides.And don't forget down under over here, because of your gate ferretage,you have a national heritage of rugby racing and beer.Rugby racing and beer. Rugby racing and beer.Down under there, man, over there, rugby racing and beer.Old Uncle Charlie went to see the doctor yesterday.He cried, you've got to help me, doctor, and quick.I'm seeing spots before my eyes, my head feels twice its normal size,and every Sunday morning I feel sick.The doctor took one look at him and said, well, Charlie, things look grim.I hate to have to tell you, but I fear you better write your will tonight,because you've got Kiwi-itis.That's rugby racing and beer.Rugby racing and beer.Rugby racing and beer.Down under there, man, over there, rugby racing and,rugby racing and, rugby racing and beer.Oh, my old man's an old black, he wears a silver fern.His mates just couldn't take him, so he's out now for a turn.Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.Well, Dad's played rugby all his life, and it's very plain.To see, he's trying hard to make an old black out of me.Son, don't you worry if you get punched when down in a scrum.Just wait till there's a rock, then you can fix the guilty one.Oh, my old man's an old black, he wears a silver fern.His mates just couldn't take him, so he's out now for a turn.Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.So he's out now for a turn.On the ball, on the ball, on the ball.Through scrummage, three quarters and all.By sticking together, we keep on the leather.And shout as we go on the ball.Well, some talk of soccer, and some talk of league.Some echo the huntsman's lad call.But fighting together.We keep on the leather.And shout as we go on the ball.On the ball, on the ball, on the ball.Through scrummage, three quarters and all.By sticking together, we keep on the leather.And shout as we go on the ball.Remember, my lads, as we journey through life.There's a goal.There's a goal.To be reached by us all.By fighting together, we keep on the leather.And shout as we go on the ball.On the ball, on the ball, on the ball.Through scrummage, three quarters and all.By sticking together, we keep on the leather.And shout as we go on the ball.On the leather, we keep on the leather.And shout as we go on the ball.On the leather, we keep on the leather.On the leather, we keep on the leather.