I remember a player so razor-sharp
Leave him alone and he’d take you apart
Lethal with both feet and with his head
Give him a half chance and you were left dead

Like an expert assassin, needing only one shot
Quick, sharp and clever, he was truly red hot
A player who was at the top of his game
He was our Number ten, Roscoe D’Sane

Now I can’t believe it’s been nearly a year
Since the last time we saw him appear
So we send this message, we want you to know
That you are not forgotten, come back soon Roscoe

We know it has been a long lonely quest
As you struggle to get back to your best
But we need you back in the red and blue
That number ten shirt belongs to you

Good luck in your fight with this injury
We wish a full recovery to that knee
We're all waiting for that special day
When once again at the Rec you’ll play

And won't it be great to hear the roar
When once again, for the Shots, you score
So we’ll continue to chant the name
Of Roscoe, Roscoe, Roscoe……… Deeeeeeeesaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannee