Cricket Song.

Ashburton Guardian, Volume XV, Issue 3421, 27 October 1894, Page 4

Cricket Song.

There's a game of fame, you know its name— 'Tis the British game of cricket. So with bat and bail, at the captain's call, Come rally around the wicket. When the match is made and the pitch is laid, And the sun shines m the sky, Bowl, bat, and run, till the game is won, Then shout thie «obg on high. Chorus— Oh ! the eye is keen, and the ball is seen Going straight from hand to wicket; But the"bat on guard strikes true and hard ; Hurrah for the game of cricket 1 There is life and health m score of wexlth As we rush for the flying ball ; And excitement keen when the bails are seen From wicket top to fall. And when fair caught out the fielders shout, Or the snore grows on apace. \Vf»*n s>ing our song, joyous and strong, While mirth beams «n each face. Chorus. JTi« an honest thought, the game is fought For the love of true sport alone, And if we lose or win, go out or m The game is each true Briton's own. 'lisa British game, and one of fame, So come, at the captain's cry, Bring bat and ball, and stumps and all, And shout this song on high. Chorus. There is lite and health, m store of wealth As we bat, or bowl, or field, And reward is won when we make a run, And our friendly fos does field. So Britons all come at the call, And rally around the wicket, And join this song of bat and ball. Hurrah for the f^me of cricket! Chorus.