

He patrols the grass in the pouring rain
No way through, they try in vain
From the East End mud to the North London light
Breaking up the play,
turning darkness to bright
He's winning the ball,
he's looking ahead
The crowd is alive,
the stadium red
Declan Rice, running the midfield line
Declan Rice, making the tackles shine
From the tackle to the cross,
he's the engine of the game Yeah the England boys are singing
out his name!
(Declan Rice!)
Intercepting passes with absolute grace
Running forty yards just to cover the space
With the three lions badge beating proud on his chest
Every single match he is giving his best
Declan Rice, running the midfield line
Declan Rice, making the tackles shine
From the tackle to the cross,
he's the engine of the game Yeah the England boys are singing
out his name! (Declan Rice!)
He's England's finest, keeping the dream alive
(Declan!) Under stadium lights,
we thrive