In the middle of the night it runs away;
It sprinted to Melbourne to dance and play;

It covered the maggies, it ruffled the fans;
The crowd went wild, like fluttering hands;

The joy of the team, they call him and say
For the Collingwood Scarf, Hip Hip Hooray!

But when it comes home it’s always ok;
For the crowd once more will shout, Hip Hip Hooray.