RTG Sunderland Message Boards


Red as the blood of the miners that died, as white as the gulls overhead, these are our colours, we wear them with pride forever, until we are dead. As strong as the steel on the hull of our ships, as pure as the glass that we blew, These are our people, you hear from their lips forever, they always are true. As fierce as the wind blowing in from the north, as fair as the Seaburn sand, we stand tall and straight and believe in our club forever, we are Sunderland.

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