Empty Chairs at the MCG

There's a grief that can't be spoken/There's a pain goes on and on/Empty chairs at the MCG/Now the Grand Final has been and gone.

Here they talked of back to back/Here it was they lit the flame/Here they sang about premiership glory/But that glory never came.

Oh my Mick my Mick please forgive us/That it all went so wrong/There's a grief that can't be spoken/There's a pain goes on and on.

Oh my friends, my friends don't ask me/What your sacrifice was for/Empty chairs at the MCG/Where the Pies will sing, no more.

GEEEEEEEEEEEELOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!!!!!