Manchester United Songs & Chants

Here are some famous chants of Manchester United. We are always looking for the latest chants, write them in the comments below if we have missed them.

Ole’s at the wheel
You Are My Solskjaer chant:
Hello Hello We Are The Busby Boys
Take me home
UNI-TED
My Old Man
Georgie Best
From the banks of the Irwell
Matt Busby’s aces
The Busby Babes
We’ll Never Die
Got United on my mind
We do What We Want!
United Calypso
The Pride of All Europe
Stretford End
Anthony Martial chant
Keano Magic:
Viva Ronaldo:
Vidic Chant:
Anderson
That Boy Ronaldo:
John O’shea Chant:
20 times!
Stretford Enders Arising
The City is yours?!
If you come from Manchester
Manchester is wonderful
Yip Jaap Stam
If I die in the KIPPAX Street
If I die in the KIPPAX Street
Viva Da Silva
Jingle bells
Zlatan
Van Persie
We’ll Drink & Drink
Wayne Rooney
Ryan Giggs
Wes Brown
Eric Friend in Jesus
Ruud van Nistelrooy

Ole’s at the wheel

Ole’s at the wheel,
Tell me how good does it feel,
We’ve got Sanchez, Paul Pogba and Fred,
Marcus Rashford is manc born and bred,
The Greatest of English football,
We’ve won it all,
Du, du, du du, du, du, du du du …
(Repeated…)

You are my Solskjaer

You are my Solskjaer
My Ole Solskjaer,
You make me happy,
When skies are grey,
Oh Alan Shearer,
Was fucking dearer,
So please don’t take,
My Solskjaer away…

Hello Hello:

Hello, hello we are the busby boys,
Hello, hello we are the busby boys,
And if you are a city fan,
Surrender or you’ll die,
We all follow United!

Take me home

Take me home, United road,
To a place that I belong,
To Old Trafford, to see United,
Take me home, United road

We do what we want!

We do what we want,
We do what we waaaa-ant,
We’re Man United,
We do what we want!

UNI-TED

UNI TED, United are the team for me, with a nick nack paddy whack give the dog a bone,
why don’t city f**k off home?

My Old Man

My old man said be a City fan,
And I said b****cks you’re a c**t,
I’d rather sh*g a bucket with a big hole in it,
Than be a City fan for just one minute,
With hammers and hatchets, stanley knives and spanners,
We will show the City b*st**ds how to fight (How to fight),
I’d rather sh*g a bucket with a big hole in it,
Than be a City fan,
Altogether now

We’ll Never Die

United’s flag is deepest red
It shrouded all our Munich dead
Before their limbs grew stiff and cold
Their heart’s blood dyed it’s ev’ry fold
Then raise United’s banner high
Beneath it’s shade we’ll live and die
So keep the faith and never fear
We’ll keep the Red Flag flying here
We’ll never die, we’ll never die
We’ll never die, we’ll never die
We’ll keep the Red flag flying high
‘Cos Man United will never die

Got United on my mind

Woke up this morning feeling fine,
I’ve got United on my mind,
Jose’s got us playing the way we should,
Something tells me I’m into something good.

United Calypso

Manchester, Manchester United
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes
They deserve to be knighted!
If ever they are playing in your town
You must get to that football ground
Take a lesson come and see
Football taught by Matt Busby

The Pride of All Europe

We are just one of those teams
That you see now and then,
We often score six
But we seldom score ten,
We beat em at home
And we beat em away,
We kill any bastards
That get in our way;
We are the pride of all Europe
The cock of the North,
We hate the Scousers
The Cockneys of course (and Leeds!),
We are United
Without any doubt,
We are the Manchester boys

Georgie Best

Going on up to the spirit in the sky,
It’s where I’m gonna go when I die,
When I die and they lay me to rest,
I’m gonna go on the piss with Georgie Best

Anthony Martial chant

Tony Martial came from France,
The English press said he had no chance,
£50m down the drain,
Tony Martial scores again!!

Eric Cantona

Who’s that friend we have in Jesus,
He’s our saviour from afar,
Who’s that friend we have in Jesus,
And his name is Cantona,
Oooh ahhh Cantona,
Oooh ahhh Cantona,
Oooh ahhh, oooh ahhh, oooh ahhh Cantona,
Oooh ahhh Cantona

Eric Cantona

We’ll drink a drink a drink,
To Eric the king the king the king,
He’s the leader of our football team,
He’s the greatest, centre forward,
That the world, has ever seen

20 times!

20 times 20 times Man United
20 times 20 times I say
20 times 20 times Man United
Playing Football The Matt Busby Way!

The City is yours?!

The city is yours,
the city is yours….
20000 empty seats,
are you fucking sure!?

From the banks of the Irwell

From the banks of the Irwell,
To Sicily,
And we will fight fight fight,
For Man United FC,
Oh oh oh ohhh,
Oh oh oh ohhh,
Ay ay ay ayyy
Ay ay ay ayyy

Matt Busby’s aces

Oh me lads,
You should have seen us coming,
Fastest team in the League,
Just to see us running,
All the lads and lasses,
With smiles upon their faces,
Walking down the Warwick Road,
To see Matt Busby’s aces!

The Busby Babes

Forever and ever,
We’ll follow the boys,
Of Man United,
The Busby Babes

Manchester is wonderful

Oh Manchester, (oh Manchester)
Is wonderful, (is wonderful)
Oh Manchester is wonderful,
It’s full of tits, fanny, and United;
Oh Manchester is wonderful.

Rooney

I saw my mate the other day,
He said to me, he’s seen the white Pele,
So I asked, who is he,
He goes by the name of Wayne Rooney
Wayne Rooney

Stretford End arising

I see the Stretford End arising,
I see trouble on the way,
Don’t go out tonight,
Unless you’re red and white,
I see there’s trouble on the way

If you come from Manchester

If you come from Manchester
You’re sure to be a blue,
Moston, Collyhurst, Salford, Ancoats too,
And if you think that this is true you’re nothing but a fool,
Cos in the town of Manchester
Man United rule
Tra la la laaaaa we all hate City
Tra la la la la la la la

If I die in the Kippax Street

If I die in the Kippax Street, woah-oh woah-oh,
If I die in the Kippax Street, woah-oh woah-oh,
If I die in the Kippax Street, there’ll be ten blue bastards at my feet,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Use your head and use your feet, woah-oh woah-oh,
Use your head and use your feet, woah-oh woah-oh,
Use your head and use your feet, ten blue bastards at my feet,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

If my bones do not mend, woah-oh woah-oh,
If my bones do not mend, woah-oh woah-oh,
If my bones do not mend, then carry me back to the Stretford End
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

When we go down to Maine Road, woah-oh, woah-oh,
When we go down to Maine Road, woah-oh, woah-oh,
When we go down to Maine Road the City fans they shit their load,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Walking down the Grafton Street, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Walking down the Grafton Street, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Walking down the Grafton Street, there’ll be ten blue bastards at my feet,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Burn, destroy, wreck and kill, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Burn, destroy, wreck and kill, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Burn, destroy, wreck and kill, United fans fucking will,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

On my grave it will say, woah-oh, woah-oh,
On my grave it will say, woah-oh, woah-oh,
On my grave it will say, ten blue bastards went the same way,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

When I die and go to hell, woah-oh, woah-oh,
Me and the Devil will get on well, woah-oh, woah-oh,
‘Cos he hates Summerbee and I hate Bell, me and the Devil will get on well,
Woah-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh.

Viva da Silva

Viva da Silva,
Viva da Silva,
When they’re on the pitch,
Don’t know which is which,
Viva da Silva

Jingle bells

Jingle bells,
Jingle bells,
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to see,
United win away

Ryan Giggs

Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing
Fear by the blues
Loved by the reds,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs

Nemanja Vidic

Nemanja, woah-oh
Nemanja, woah-oh
He comes from Serbia,
He’ll fucking murder ya

Wes Brown

He’s big, he’s bad, he’s Wesley Brown,
The hardest man in all of down,
With orange hair beware,
Come and have a go if you dare

Viva Ronaldo

Viva Ronaldo, viva Ronaldo,
Running down the wing,
Hear United sing,
Viva Ronaldo

Jaap Stam

Yip Jaap Stam is a big Dutch man,
Get past him if you fucking can,
Try a little trick and he’ll make you look a dick,
Yip Jaap, Jaap Stam

Ruud van Nistelrooy

Ruud van Nistelrooy tra la la la la,
Ruud van Nistelrooy traaaa la la la la la

Michael Carrick

Oh, oh, oh,
it’s Carrick you know,
it’s hard to believe it’s not Scholes

Keano Magic:

Oh Keano’s f**kin’ magic,
He wears a magic hat,
And when he saw Old Trafford,
He said I fancy that,
He didn’t sign for Arsenal,
Or Blackburn ‘coz they’re sh*te,
He signed for Man United,
‘Coz they’re fu*king dynamite

Anderson:

An–der–son, son, son
He’s better than Kleberson
An–der–son, son, son
He’s our midfield magician,
To the left, to the right, to the samba beat all night,
He is class with a brass,
And he s*its on Fabregas!

Robin van Persie

Oh Robin van Persie!
Oh Robin van Persie!

Zlatan Ibrahimovic

Zlatan Ibrahimovic,
He is a Swedish hero,
On a free from PSG,
He cost us f***ing zero,
6 foot 5; hard as f**k,
He gets the Reds excited,
Stick your City up your a**e,
‘Cos we are Man United!

That Boy Ronaldo:

He play’s on the left
He play’s on the right
That boy Ronaldo made England look sh*te

John O’Shea Chant

When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
O’Shea, O’Shea,
When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
O’Shea, O’Shea,
When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
The Stretford end will fuc***g sing,
We all know that Johnny is gonna score…

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