Lyrics

[INTRO]
Oh, the lights shine bright, the crowd's alive,
At Wembley Stadium, where hopes will thrive.
Queens Park Rangers, the pride of the Bush,
In sixty-seven, with hearts that would rush.

[VERSE 1]
From the third division, we dared to dream,
Facing West Brom, or so it would seem,
Springett in goal, he held on tight,
With every tackle, we fought for the light.

[CHORUS]
Rangers, oh Rangers, fighting on the field,
With every heartbeat, our fate is sealed.
Three goals to triumph, for glory we yearn,
In sixty-seven's cup, it’s our time to burn!

[VERSE 2]
Tony Hazell weaving through the lines,
Jimmy Langley shining, his talent defines.
Mark Lazarus rushing, the crowd roars loud,
With every tackle, we’re drawing the crowd.

[CHORUS]
Rangers, oh Rangers, fighting on the field,
With every heartbeat, our fate is sealed.
Three goals to triumph, for glory we yearn,
In sixty-seven's cup, it’s our time to burn!

[BRIDGE]
Losing two-nil, at the break of despair,
But we never gave up, the fight in the air.
Roger Morgan started the comeback we craved,
Rodney Marsh equalized, we were feeling brave!

[VERSE 3]
With minutes to go, it was destined to be,
Mark scored the winner, what a sight to see!
The roar of the fans, like thunder it rang,
A hundred thousand hearts, forever they sang.

[CHORUS]
Rangers, oh Rangers, fighting on the field,
With every heartbeat, our fate is sealed.
Three goals to triumph, for glory we yearn,
In sixty-seven's cup, it’s our time to burn!

[OUTRO]
So here’s to the Rangers, forever we'll cheer,
In every match, our love will be clear.
Wembley’s our fortress, where legends will rise,
Queens Park Rangers, our spirits will fly!