There is a bonnie fitbaw team, at Easter Road they play. I go along to cheer them every other Saturday.
In colours, green and white, the finest in the land today!
The Hibs go marching on!
Glory Glory to the Hibes
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
We are the Hibee boys.
Against the continentals we have always stood the test.
Against the famous English clubs, We're better than the rest!
We've beat the champs of Europe and we are by far the best,
as we go marching on!
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
We are the Hibee boys
And when I dream of bygone days, as I do now and then.
I dream about the forward line, the world's greatest men.
Smith, Johnstone, Reilly, Turnbull, Ormond!
We won't see again.
But their memory marches on.
GIE THE BA' TAE REILLY!
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
We are the Hibee boys!
And now we've got a younger team, I dinnae want tae brag.
I only want to say the Scottish Cup is in the bag!
We're going to top the league next year and win the Scottish flag!
As we go marching on!
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
Glory Glory to the Hibees
We are the Hibee Boys!

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