Here you go, a copy paste from a post I made elsewhere.

Norwich (the team I support) have got one, possibly written around 1905 by then director Albert Smith (its origins are uncertain and earlier claims are made). It seems wonderfully archiac now and these days only 3 lines (starting On The Ball City) are regulary are heard on the terraces. Here it is:

On the days to call, which we have left behind,
Our boyhood's glorious game,
And our youthful vigour has declined With its mirth and its lonesome end;
You will think of the time, the happy time,
Its memories fond recall
When in the bloom of your youthful prime
We've kept upon the ball

Kick off, throw it in, have a little scrimmage,
Keep it low, a splendid rush, bravo, win or die;
On the ball, City, never mind the danger,
Steady on, now's your chance,
Hurrah! We've scored a goal.

Let all tonight then drink with me
To the football game we love,
And wish it may successful be
As other games of old,
And in one grand united toast
Join player, game and song
And fondly pledge your pride and toast
Success to the City club.

Kick off, throw it in, have a little scrimmage,
Keep it low, a splendid rush, bravo, win or die;
On the ball, City, never mind the danger,
Steady on, now's your chance,
Hurrah! We've scored a goal.