Opening Song, September 21, 2018

Sung to the tune “Angie” by the Rolling Stones

Bombers, Bombers
When will these clouds all disappear
Bombers, Bombers
Now who will lead us from here
With no winnin’ in four weeks

Oh our future looks so bleak
You can’t say we’re satisfied
but Bombers, Bombers

I ain’t sayin’ you haven’t tried
Bombers, I’m still hopeful
It ain’t time to say goodbye
Bombers, I still love ya

But oh so many nights I cried
All the dreams we held this year
Seemed to get drowned in my beer
Let me whisper in your ear
Bombers, Bombers

Now who will lead us from here
Oh come on fans don’t weep

This teams still pretty sweet

I hate that sadness in your eyes
Yeah Bombers,Bombers
It ain’t time to say goodbye

 

With no winnin’ in four weeks

Oh our future looks so bleak
You can’t say we’re satisfied
but Bombers, I still love ya baby

Every week I watch with renewed hope
There ain’t a team that should come close to Blue

Come on fans now dry your eyes
Bombers, Bombers

Playoff hopes are still alive
Bombers, Bombers

I ain’t sayin you haven’t tried