Wyn Davies.
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‘Come on without, Come on within
you’ve not seen nothing like the Mighty Wyn’
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Flame coloured hair
Now tinged with grey
Number Nine hero of yesterday
Fiery Welsh dragon
‘Wyn the leap’
Fairs cup memories
Still burning deep
Forty years on since that glorious night
When Tyneside glowed in black and white.
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