This has a very short shelf life, so feel free to add, subtract and adjust.

(To a tune by Cyril Tawney)
(NB. for the uninitiated, a hooker is a particular member of the team))

I went to a rugby game
Hey, the last bus is leaving
Seventy thousand, in they came
Haul away to Cardiff.

We weren't playing well at all
Hey, the last points are needing
Scotland wouldn't give us the ball
Or let us near the try line.

Lawson got a yellow card
Hey, the hooker is leaving
Now the points came thick and hard
Haul away to the sin bin.

We went back to celebrate
And the last coach is leaving
Drinking lagers till quite late
Haul away to Hensol*.

No room service isn't good
Hey, the golf carts are leaving
Feeling peckish, needing food
Haul away to the M4.

We were stopped by Mr Plod
And my senses are leaving
Now I'm dropped from the national squad
Haul away for ever.

Lyrics Ned Clamp (while sitting in a traffic queue)

*Hensol Castle is where the Welsh team stay during a match weekend. It is now a hotel and golf resort, but used to be a Mental Hospital.