Twas the eve before the big one

The Dragon verse St George

The men of Battle meet

In the principality forge

Many Don the uniform

For the game of games.

The Scarlet rugby Jersey

And a pint of reverend James.

From Monmouth to St Davids

And Penywaun miner’s club in between

A sea of crimson welshmen

Gathering are seen.

Calon lan and Cwm Rhondda

Sung from gathered crowd

Until the whistle sounds

Hymns and arias oh so loud.

Come you whitened chariots

To the Dragons ground
Mae Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau

Rings proudly,

All around.

All us Welsh folk

Hoping England fails

What ever happens

You’ll know you’ve been to Wales.