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BOYS OF THE LIVERPOOL RED

Red4Ever

Monday, March 1st, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 You true Spion Sons of Anfield
I hope you’ll attend for a while
To a song I am going to sing you
In praise of old Anfield’s red fire
Oh here where the grass is the greenest
Where the finest and grandest its said
With the wisdom of Shankly yea blossomed
In the Boys of the Liverpool Red

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Hurrah for the sons of the Liver Bird
Who always victorious have been
And where is the club that can equal
The Boys of our Liverpool team

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 To cut down the Manchester harvest
Some hearty brave Kopites did go
From the tough streets of Kirkby and Dingle
Rock Ferry, Eastham, Maghull
From Bootle, Speke, Birkenhead
Oh the Boys of Liverpool bred
Each man had a flag raise to Shankly
That flew for the Liverpool Red

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Hurrah for the sons of the Liver Bird
Who always victorious have been
And where is the club that can equal
The Boys of our Liverpool team

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 They gave a cheer for dear Anfield
And forward once more they did go
Their Crown they had quickly retaken
And soundly they banished their foe
The Mancs and The Arse and the BlueBoys
From that day submissive it’s said
For fear of another encounter with
The Boys of the Liverpool Red

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Hurrah for the sons of the Liver Bird
Who always victorious have been
And where is the club that can equal
The Boys of our Liverpool team.

Notes

(“Boys of old Erin The Green”-Irish Trad)

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/boys-of-the-liverpool-red-2/