In the days of yore by a Cornish shore - there lived a man of fame
Oh he had two legs and his horse had four - and Poldark was his name
Now he’s back I see on BBC - and that’s unfair to men
For the girls all stare at his derrierre - as Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
With a bot that’s hot - he’s got the lot - Ross Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
With a bot that’s hot - he’s got the lot - Ross Poldark rides again
Well I’ll slap my thigh and I’ll hope to die - if that guy’s not a hunk
He’s the kind of high you cannot buy- with 6 pack for a trunk
He can Ballroom dance in skin-tight pants - he scores a perfect ten
If you want romance you could try Penzance - when Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
With a roving eye - and lace-up fly - Ross Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
With a roving eye - and lace-up fly - Ross Poldark rides again
Well he’s lean & lithe and his buttocks jive - and ripped to women’s taste
And his hips they writhe as he grips his scythe - when stripped down to the waist
There’s a queue to view his derring-do - his yang makes all girls yen
If you don’t like whips then you’ve had your chips - when Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
There’ll be plenty sex & flexing pecs - when Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
There’ll be plenty sex & flexing pecs - when Poldark rides again
On a Cornish night when a piskie sprite - is dancing by the sea
If the moon is bright then you may well might - see ghosts from history
There’s King Arthur with Sir Lancelot - and Barbie with her Ken
And Demelza boy who’ll be hot to trot - when Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
He’s a screw-fix screw that will soon fix you - when Poldark rides again
Rides again - rides again
He’s a screw-fix screw that will soon fix you - when Poldark rides again
Ending:
Let critics snipe with green-eyed gripe -and jealous passions pen
Every word they type will increase the hype - when Poldark rides again
