Bless The Queen Of The South
¶ 1
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Patterns on the pitch
Were complimented
As the sun was shining
Today has a silver lining
Though shattered dreams are never too far
An internal wound a football scar
¶ 2
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When Jim Thomson headed a goal
There was many an open mouth
Bless the Queen Of The South
¶ 3
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Patterns on the pitch
Was groundmens work of art
Presented well for the game to start
¶ 4
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The Gers are a mighty force
They were almost blown off course
¶ 5
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When Jim Thomson headed a goal
There was many an open mouth
Bless the Queen Of The South
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