Annan Athletic

Annan Athletic, pride of the Solway plain,
Your stripes run deep as river‑tide,
A crimson flash against the grey,
Where Galloway hills whisper encouragement.

On the hallowed pitch of Galabank,
Boots thud in rhythm with the heartbeat
Of townsfolk who gather, scarves aloft,
Their chants a steady drum beneath the sky.

Through winter’s bite and summer’s gleam,
You chase the leather, swift and sure,
Each pass a story, each tackle a verse,
Writing legends in the mud and grass.

From youthful dreams in academy rows
To veterans guarding the old traditions,
You embody the spirit of Annan—
Steadfast, unyielding, ever true.

So raise a cheer, let voices swell,
For every goal, each near‑miss sigh,
Annan Athletic—our team, our town,
Forever marching on, side by side.