Rugby Heaven
	Rugby Heaven - King//Wake The Angelic Hosts they cheer and sing when they see the boys in red From memory clouds of times gone by run out the lads long dead. Their earthly toils extinguished yet their hearts live on up there, Playing heavens’ rugby in their world without a care. No more the mud and rain and little valley field, No more the groaning of defeat that time seem ne’er to heal ‘We are all the same here bach’, therefore we give our prayer Thank God for all the memories in their world without a care. Chorus In the place where all the brave lads go Where they still play with all their hearts and soul Forever is a longtime, one day we’ll watch them there Playing hevens rugby in a world without a care The Wallabies and All Blacks, the Springboks all are here Mixng with the 'boyos' from the pub that has no beer. Don’t mourn for us good friends but just look up and stare, We are playing heaven's rugby in our world without a care The Bread of Heaven piled up high until we want no more ‘Results dont matter here you know, no-one has to score’ Our lads will keep a welcome, waiting till you’re there, Watching heaven’s rugby in their world without a care. Your seat is free, your name is cast, one day you’ll join us here, You’ll meet old friends and family, and soon will all come clear. Dance on our graves we bare no ill, fear not we want you there. To watch us playing rugby in our world without a care