Away at Harlestone, we had a blast

Away at Harlestone, we scored so fast

Iain Ryan “run” was the shout

Poor old Dunc, he got run out

Averages drifting away 

For, uh oh, those Thirsty Knights

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Who was next into bat?

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Was it Bob in his hat?

Bob went quickly, in came big Dave

He scored quickly, the innings was saved

4’s and 6’s all over the place

With Iain, they picked up the pace

Records tumbling, something’s begun

For, uh oh, those Thirsty Knights

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Was the bowling that shit?

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Being honest, was it easy to hit?

Those that followed, continued the flow,

Dan was superb, blow after blow

Tel and Stig gave it a fling,

Clubber Laing, didn’t see a thing

140 plus was not a mean score

For, uh oh, those Thirsty Knights

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Did Malc keep the book?

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Did we let ‘em off the hook?

Clubber got bowling, striking the pad

The finger went up, a wicket we had

Wurz took three, one was a stumping

Harlestone’s batting was getting a humping

4 down and getting quite dark,

Against, uh oh, those Thirsty Knights

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Did we get them all out?

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Was it ever in doubt?

Harlestone rallied, Chez’s bowling was dire

Four fours in an over relighted their fire

On came Dan with his looping high flight

The batsmens’ eyes, lit up at the sight

Winning dreams, ripped at the seams?

For, uh oh, those Thirsty Knights

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

Did we throw it away?

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore

What did Tel have to say?

Wurz’s catch was simply top draw

The batsman’s head dropped to the floor

The next followed suit, first ball for a duck

Dan was beaming, enjoying his luck

At last, victory was sure

For, uh oh, those Thirsty Knights

Gunn & Moore, Gunn & Moore