A Millwall Passion
¶ 1
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I never realised how much Millwall means to me
my beloved lions my wonderfull M.F.C
My heart beats hard as they go to score,
we all jump up, cheer, shout and roar,
those raging lions are sometimes slow
what goes on in their heads we will never know.
¶ 2
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They race to the goal like their tails are on fire,
we want them to succeed that’s the desire!!.
As we play on and win the game
we chant our hero ……. what’s his name ..
.. Neil Harris, Neil Harris come on son,
you make us proud you’re the one.
As we leave the Den, our heads held high,
full of excitement we wave bye bye…..
those sad away fans coming all this way
to see their team lose in dishonour and shame.
Remember one thing, we’re not alone
we’re a Pride of South Londoners and this is our home!!
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