(to the tune of 'Those Magnificent Men in their Flying Machines')


La la la, la la la la la Hey
La la la la la la la la

Those magnificent players from EASTWOOD are here,
playing their Rugby and drinking their beer,

They win in the tight play, and also the ruck
and if they don't score, well they don't give a damn!

See them go for a try
heads down in the scrum, and their arses up high

They're all frightfully good
those magnificent men
those magnificent men
those magnificent men who shout -
'up the WOODS!'