On the 19th of March, way back in '09,
I followed the thousands all marching in line.
What brought us there, sonny, if you really must know,
Was we all booked a seat for a whale of a show.

With the Green, Blue, and Shale,
Green, Blue, and Shale,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!
Where cowards will crumble,
And mighty winds wail,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!

On the pitch were the Red Bulls, the Sounders first test.
But a mighty roar sounded throughout the northwest.
As the clock struck eleven, there came our first goal.
They couldn't stop mighty Columbia's roll.

With the Green, Blue, and Shale,
Green, Blue, and Shale,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!
Where cowards will crumble,
And mighty winds wail,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!

Now we've battled the leagues for a season or two,
Where the mountains are green and the sky is so blue.
From Timbers to Whitecaps to Earthquakes to Crew,
They all sound the same when stuck under our boots.

With the Green, Blue, and Shale,
Green, Blue, and Shale,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!
Where cowards will crumble,
And mighty winds wail,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!

So on to the playoffs, this year shall be ours.
Raise up your scarves from the CLink and the bars.
Let the booms clap! Let the drums pound!
And banish those bastards to the depths of the Sound!

With the Green, Blue, and Shale,
Green, Blue, and Shale,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!
Where cowards will crumble,
And mighty winds wail,
Come raise your scarf with the Green, Blue, and Shale!

(Sung to the tune of "Diesel and Shale" by Cyril Tawney)