ON-ON, here we come!
Tune: Cotton Fields

Once I was an ordinary jogger,
I met a hasher, a real fucker
he would sing: ON-ON, here we come
He was chasing a kind of bunny,
surely that run looked more funny,
I joined in: ON-ON, here we come

For we are the Hash House Harriers,
and you may find us hilarious,
but we know, that we're having fun.
We're from Odense and Nyborg
and we get our shares of Tuborg
singing so: ON-ON, here we come

Now I am a full-blooded hasher
a no-good fucking cocking dasher
singing so: ON-ON, here we come.
And I know I will be running
'til the day I will be done in
singing so: ON-ON, here we come.

For we are the Hash House Harriers,
and you may find us hilarious,
but we know, that we're having fun.
We're from Odense and Nyborg
and we get our shares of Tuborg
singing so: ON-ON, here we come