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1975 United States Touring Team
Team Song
(To the tune of) The Marine's Hymn
From the shores of the U-ni-ted States
We have come to play lacrosse.
We are here to in-tro-duce ourselves
So that you will know our names.
First there’s Kathy, Dottie, Connie, Sue,
Mike-Beth-Barb-Jane-Jan-ice, Hutch,
Then there’s Leigh, Rose Ann, Sal-ly, Jan-et,
Sandy, Claudia and Mary Ann.
Oh the weather’s been so beau-ti-ful
As we’ve learned to spend the pound.
And we only hope while play-ay-ing
That the ball won’t touch the ground.
Now we hope that you have learned our names
Now it’s time to reminisce,
These are questions we have asked ourselves
And we hope you get the gist!
Blowin’ in the Wind
How much weight will the airline allow
Before we are thrown off the plane?
And when there how long ‘til our luggage is found
As our hostesses wait on the ground?
The answer to one is don’t push your luck,
The answer is just wait and see.
How long will it be ‘til we see a bed?
We’re weary and our feet feel like lead,
But we’re anxiously waiting to see all the sights
And we’re wishing they’d drive on the right,
The answer to both is just close your eyes,
The answer is just close your eyes.
Today we played in your tournament
And tomorrow we’re off to see Kent,
But before we can leave we must first play Reserves,
Will we understand their ac-cents?
The answer, my friend, is 3 meters please,
And thanks for the gifts to hold our keys.
How long will it be ‘til we reach our new place,
And where will this Benenden be?
Will all of the girls be dressed in fine lace?
And when will they serve up their tea?
The answer, my friend, is they wear blue jeans,
The answer is cucumber soup!
How did this team ever get the name BU-SEF?
And why do the Irish wear green?
And if it keeps raining, will we all be stiff?
Will this food ever let us be lean?
The answer my friend is B-U-S-F
Spoken: Brave Undulating Stick Fighters
The answer is di-et and deep heat.
My Favorite Things
Raindrops on pitches and bibs on your backs,
Biscuits and chips are some of your snacks,
Bonnets and boots are two parts of your car,
But with your ladder you’ll never climb far,
Babies in nappies are pushed by a nanny,
Fleet in her plimsoles, the pram fine and dandy,
An-o-raks and jumpers will keep you quite warm,
We’re so confused we won’t make the fourth form,
When you ring up,
You don’t call up,
Can’t do both at once,
Everything’s lovely or dreadful or grim,
That’s why we seem –
So dim.
Clementine
To the Midlands, onto Nottingham,
Sherwood For-est here we come,
We will shoot goals just like Robin Hood
Connie and her merry men.
On to Bedford, where we get rest,
And with Wales we’ll do our best.
We have met all of your lead-ers,
Lewis, Lew-is, Lewis-Lewis – Lewis.
Forget the papers, you’re a strong team,
And we hope your team does well,
Thank you Wales for such a good match,
And the tweedy pur-ses with a catch. (click)
Went a-punting, on the river Cam,
And we tacked from side to side,
Della, Jane and Bea fell in but
We Americans all stayed dry!
The Hallelujah Chorus
HAL-le-lu-jah!
HAL-le-lu-jah!
Hal-le-lu-jah! Hal-le-lu-jah!
Ha-ah-LE-lu-jah!
We beat England!
First time ever!
Hal-le-lu-jah! Hal-le-lu-jah!
Hal-le-eh-eh-lu-jah.
School girls en masse were there,
The ropes strain-ing.
The sun bright!
The day right!
You played well!
The crowd yelled!
It was a super match
There in Li-verpool.
But-we-did-it!
Just barely!
At six-five,
A close game
Hal-le-lu-jah! Hal-le-lu-jah!
(wait for Mike to conduct and in harmony!)
Ha-LE-LU-jah!
Keep on Singing
We met the dear Lord Mayor
Got a tour of the town hall,
We went then on to Lewis’s
Where our fans would meet us all.
We went also to Chester
And walked the city wall
We saw the gate, the castle,
The big ca-the-dral hall.
Keep on signing, Don’t stop smiling,
We’re gonna’ all be stars someday,
We’re gonna’ make a lot of people happy
When they come to watch us play.
Thank you Ka-ath, Thank you Eddi,
We had a really spen-did day,
You know how to be a host,
Well done, you are okay!
We traveled on to Harrogate
Where we saw the Bron-te’s home,
They weren’t there but we saw their books
And the moors where Heathcliff roamed.
Keep on playin’, don’t stop playin’,
Although we never see the sun,
It’s been cold these past few weeks,
But it keeps us on the run.
It’s been gre-at, in the No-rth,
We hope we’ve helped your game along,
It’s good for us that we play lacrosse
Better than we sing this song.
Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomond
We took the high road
‘Most ruined the railroad,
Laughing to Scotland on Wednesday,
All glued to the win-dows
To snap the sheep or sea,
All ye stewards be ye warned
We’re return-ing.
Saw at the theater
"The Flours of Edinburgh,"
Straining to hear what they’re sayin’
But dinna fash yoursel’*
We enjoyed it verra muckle,**
Now we ken a wee more Scotch than afore this.
Played at Murray Field
With the mist and the dancers,
At Ruth’s we ate dessert ‘til our skirts popped.
But the shock of the day was when Sue and Claudia saw
A man walking through the show-ers while they used them.
Next were the Home Scots
And T-V in Glasgow,
Granny was so nervous that her hands shook.
Next day it was Hutch who scored goal number two hundred,
And we felt prepared to play our fi-nal matches.
Bought out the woolen-mill
When visiting St. Andrews,
Later took the bus to the High-lands,
Though the monster of the loch did not care to show his face,
We’ll go home with lovely mem’ries of Scot-land.
Twelve Days of Christmas
By the last day of tour we had spent our pounds and bought:
91 British sweaters,
87 items of la-ce,
80 linen tea towels,
39 scenic calendars,
35 pieces of jewelry,
25 things of brass-copper-and pew-ter,
21 twee-dy purses,
19 tartan kilts,
15 oven gloves,
FOURTEEN WOOL-EN RUGS!
12 pairs of mittens,
10 rugby shirts,
5 sheepskin rugs,
and a big, shiny, polished, copper pot.
Leaving on a Jet Plane
All our bags are packed,
We’re ready to go,
But one last time we’d like to show
You all of the emotions that we feel,
We had come to play,
To improve the game,
Now that we’ve won, it won’t be the same,
The com-pe-ti-tion now is on a par.
We’re hap-py we’ve played a part
In closing-the-gap, now we must start
To raise lacrosse yet high-er than before.
We’ll re-mem-ber long
Our stay with you,
The friendships made are treasured, too,
That’s why it’s very hard to say good-bye,
But you’ve made us feel
We want to return,
We look to the day when we’ll in turn
Be host to you when you come to the States,
A thank you is little to give
For six weeks when we have lived
A dream that has now come to an end,
We’re lea-ving on a jet plane
Two years and we’ll see you again
Oh yes, we hate to go,
One last cheer to let you
Hear us once more to-ge-eh-ther
Oh how we thank you so....
From the USA
We’re here to play
Red, white, blue
And you too
Sticks cross, you cross, we cross too,
Adidas, to meet us, to greet us, to feed us
Rah, Ray, LACROSSE!
