A Song ForThe Bhoys
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A song for the Bhoys
God’s chosen team
From the streets of the poor
They were built from their dreams
And they prayed to the angels
Who watched over them in heaven
To be sent down a saviour
The greatest number 7
So the Lord in his mercy
Now sick of the huns
Sent His son in the form of
Henrik Larsson.
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