we have a team it s pride of the south we re a wotking class city and we like it loud sometimes we win sometimes we lose it s alright for the boys when you grow up here you got no choice from the cradle to the grave it s in your veins we re the red white army and we can t be tarned it s a tradition from father to son a legacy forever it goes on the red white army is here never surrender the blood the sweat the tears the red white army is here still going strong after all these years i was just a boy i ve turned five my first football match it changed my whole life the rush was like a drug it changed a kid with a scarf into a football thug never surrender is what we sing to support our team we d do anything in the city the light of wherever in the world in the streets a station or behind the goal