David Stockdale, he drinks the oxtail, he came from fulham to albion, he's six foot three dear, he saves the whole year, so please don't take our david away
He's David Stockdale
He used to drink ale
And he goes fishing
And catches Tench.
Oh Burke and Barber
Got our new keeper
And Casper is back on the bench
Sing a song of Stockdale, a northern keeping great,
When we think of keepers, it's Stockdale that we rate,
When the game is over, we all will start to sing,
Stockdale kept a clean sheet and the Albion did win.
He used to be a cottager down by the river!
Now he struts along the prom it makes me go a quiver
He's gonna follow in the steps of little Brian p and when they find him on the mound he'll shout it wasn't me!