Nelly, I am Heathcliff
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We played in all weathers me and him
Twin strikers they said
‘Neath floodlights and hail
We took on all
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Til I grew bored
The little pitch of childhood
The little patch of home
Could never hold
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Such vaulting ambition
He held up his cheque book
Fancy like blonde ambition
Bought me golden boots
And spoke of brighter things
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Nelly said the team
Would never be the same
And that Heathcliff was “just as good”
As “them with bigger clubs”
Champions League
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But I strayed betrayed
And he was left there on the bench
Waiting for a beggar’s chance
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Not he
He slipped the lead
Made off for MSL League
Left a boy came back a man
Fortune smiled at last it seemed
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I caught a glimpse a shadow’s glance
He ghosted past
Trapped within the hands of fate
He raced I ran as only children can
In search of my heart’s glory
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The window opened
The goal was clear
My name was on the lips
Heaven cracked its shot and wide
Oh cold the grave would hold me.
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