The Croy Crusader
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He hailed from Canada
With an ambitious plan
To save Glasgow Celtic
Mr Ferguson McCann
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A club on the brink
And nearing the mire
In stepped Fergus
Modern day messiah
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They laughed and they scoffed
At this odd looking chap
Determined little fellow
Who wore a cloth cap?
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Could have shut us down
And started again
But his love for Celtic
Meant our history remained
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He stumped up the cash
With a five year plan
An all seated stadium
With 60,000 fans
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Had a mighty task
In his quest for power
Battled the authorities
Like a lion, he did devour
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The legacy he left
Hard act to follow
A profitable club
No financial sorrow
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20 years have passed
Now we gaze in awe
At this house of steel
He built for us all
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That man they call the Bunnet
A legend of Celtic Park
This man made history
A fine Patriarch…
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