The European champions 

Hold the world in their hands

Bring it home

Bring it home

Comes the chant from the stands

 

The breath of England 

Heaves shallow in wait

But, these Lionesses 

Are the key to our fate 

 

They have passion & strength

And a will to achieve 

Each heart & each soul 

Worn firmly on sleeve

 

For 57 years 

We've huffed & we've puffed 

Both boys & the girls

Not quite having enough

 

But, these girls… these girls -

These Lionesses!

Are not encumbered by a past 

That still seeks to suppress us

 

La Roja will fight

But, these girls can roar

Dust themselves down

Pick themselves off the floor

Find that killer pass

Find the will, find the way 

Find the goal & the glory 

To make it their day

 

Immortality waits

For Wiegman's team

Already an inspiration 

To follow your dreams 

Be it men, or women

To be at the top of your game

Generation to come

Will emulate in your name

 

So, come on Lionesses!

One final ROAR!

Sweet Caroline awaits

For English voices to soar!

Write your names, not in sand

But, in eternal stone

And find your rightful place

Upon the world's footballing throne!

 

Ha'way the lasses!