It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
Everyone seems to know the score They've seen it all before, they just know,
They're so sure, That England's gonna throw it away,
Gonna blow it away, But I know they can play, 'Cos I remember,
* Three Lions on a shirt, Jules Rimmet still gleaming,
Thirty years of hurt, Never stopped me dreaming,
So many jokes, so many sneers, But all those "Oh so nears", wear you down
Through the years, But I still see that tackle by Moore, And when Lineker scored,
Bobby belting the ball, And Nobby dancing,
I know that was then, but it could be again
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming, Football's coming home
It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Football's coming home It's coming home, it's coming home, it's coming,
Football's coming home
