A song for Sunderland at Wembley. Jackson C Frank’s tune, our Jake’s words

One last shout-out for the Lads at Wembley tomorrow – or last but one since another piece, by Lars Knutsen, is now scheduled for later today – means, this time, one last sing-out (there’s no music from Lars).

Jackson C Frank was an American troubadour with a desperately sad childhood behind him – he survived a terrible school fire at 11 that killed several classmates – and pitched up on the London folk scene at the end of the 1960s, already spending his way through the compensation he received on reaching adulthood.

He wrote several excellent songs and at least one classic, Blues Run The Game, which popped up again in a 2018 film, The Old Man and the Gun, starring Robert Redford, Casey Affleck, Danny Glover, Tika Sumpter, Tom Waits and Sissy Spacek. Sadly his life proceed from one calamity to another and he died at 56.

I like to think Jackson would have nodded with approval at the adaptation of his tune by our illustrator Jake – aka John Clark, the Mackem part of duo out in Spain – ahead of Sunday’s League One playoff final. The words, of course, are Jake’s.

He has done a canny job and the song is worth a listen.

Ha’way the Lads at Wembley.

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4 thoughts on “A song for Sunderland at Wembley. Jackson C Frank’s tune, our Jake’s words”

  1. Very poor. No chance apart from that feeble Gigg header. Wretched distribution from the back, insipid midfield and then unfit McGeadie doing nothing except give the ball away

  2. We were poor weren’t we? Did we create a clearcut chance to score? You can tell me ma I’m sick of the sight of Wembley, and put the kettle on…….

  3. Tell me ma I won’t be home, I won’t be home for tea
    Tell me ma I’m going to Wembley (x3)
    Come along with me

    Take a bus to London baby, maybe a train
    Can we beat the curse of Wembley? (x3)
    Can we win the game?

    Singing in Trafalgar Square, the night before the game
    Old Nelson’s looking down now
    He knows how victory feels like now (x2)
    Will we feel the same?

    Memories of ’98 now, poor old Mickey Gray
    Will it be the same this time boys? (x3)
    Please……..not again

    Repeat the 1st verse and HA’WAY ME BONNIE LADS!

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