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1969 remembered.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I met this old man the other day
His once black hair now silver grey
Claimed he was on the coach that day
The last time we paraded a trophy.
He said the City has changed since 69′
A few more bridges now span the Tyne
And life was sweet as vintage wine
The last time we paraded a trophy.
Mary Hopkin sang ‘ Those were the days’
The headline news concerned the Krays
And Muhammad Ali was still Cassius Clay
The last time we paraded a trophy.
Kieldar Forest was nowt but shrubs
When I went camping with the cubs
And Scotswood Road was Full of pubs
The last time we paraded a trophy.
And now my time is drawing nearer
My patience gone and so is Shearer
I only pray that I am still here
The next time we parade a trophy.

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Notes

How long must we Geordies wait before rival fans stop singing ‘You never win eff all ‘

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/1969-remembered/