There is a tavern at the ground, at the ground,
Where XXIXers sit around, sit around,
‘Mid pints of beer and camaraderie,
And talk about the MCC.
Happy hours of reminiscing,
Not a single stroke is missing,
As the runs and wickets tumble from their memory,
Good friends, the game will live for aye, live for aye,
As long as XXIXers play, IXers play:
So lift your glass and drink with throttle free,
To Cricket and the MCC.
Doug Reid – 1962