“Over we go to Marsh Gibbon.”
“Hello, and welcome to Marsh Gibbon. The fans are singing in the terraces waiting for their hero to appear.”
When you ride, through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Ride on through the wind
Ride on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown
Ride on, ride on, with hope in your heart
And you'll never ride alone
You'll never ride alone