Alloa Songs

The following are Alloa songs, learn them and sing them at the Alloa games. Thanks to Dink for some of the songs.

Jamie, Jamie, Jamie Stevenson
He came from Spain, on a Plane
Jamie Stevenson!

"We All know Ricky's goanna score", (to the tune of the runaway train)

When Ricky goes marching down the wing
Walker, Walker
When Ricky goes marching down the wing
Walker, Walker
When Ricky goes marching down the wing, the boys in black and gold will sing
We all know, we all know,
Ricky's goanna score!

Build a bonfire,
Build a bonfire,
Build it, put Stirling on the top
Put Steni in the middle,
and we'll burn the f*****g lot!

There is a story to be told
About the boys in Black and Gold.
The famous song goes tra-la-la
The one and only Alloa.
Alloa Ooh Ooh.
Alloa Ooh Ooh.

1-0 to the Alloa!
1-0 to the Alloa!
etc...

A-L-B-I-O-N
F*** the Stirling Albion
(repeat)

Come on ye Wasps
(repeat)

We are the boys from Alloa
We’ll drink your beer and wine.
For all your conversations
Your c**k’s no bigger than mine.

We’ll tickle your arse with a feather
We’ll paint your balls with blue.
We are the boys from Alloa
Soooooooooooooooooooooo (hold until everyone singing has dropped dead from lack of oxygen)
Who the f*** are you?

They’re dirty and they’re smelly.
They come fae near lochgelly.
They have’nae got a telly.
The Fifer family.
(We sang this long before it got famous).

What a life, what a life.
To be born in a s***-hole like Fife.
With places like Kelty, Lochore and Lochgelly
Oh what a s***ey life.

And then we used to sing the Alloa versions of more traditional football songs

There's only one Willie Irvine
There's only one Willie Irvine
Walkin' along singing his song
Walkin' in Willie's wonderland

Away the lads you should have seen us coming.
We’re only here to drink your beer,
And s**g your f***ing women.
All the lads and lasses there,
With smiles on their faces.
Walking down Clackmannan Road
To see the Alloa aces.

Alloa boys we are here.
Wooaah Oooh
Alloa boys we are here,
Wooaah Oooh
Alloa boys we are here,
S**g your women
And drink your beer
Wooooaaaaah.

Stirling boys they are queer.
Wooaah Oooh
Stirling boys they are queer.
Wooaah Oooh
Stirling boys they are queer.
Don’t like women
And they don’t drink beer.
Wooooooaaaah.

You are my Alloa.
My only Alloa.
You make me happy.
When skies are grey.
You’ll never notice.
How much me love you.
Oh please don’t take
My Alloa away.

In your Stirling slums.
You rake in a bucket for something to eat.
You find a dead rat,
And you think it’s a treat.
In your stirling slums.