A shakers prayer

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I sit on the terraces, and shedding a tear I softly lament
The days of success that were ours but now are long spent
This great club, aged one hundred and twenty one years old
So much history, so many glorious heroic stories are told
1903, victory in the FA cup and never a goal was let in
One hundred years later and 6-0 still the record win

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Great men donned white shirts, chests bursting with pride
Battling like heroes, fighting like lions against a Derby side
But fortunes change, the army of time marches tirelessly on
The glory was great, once famous, those days they are gone
We’ve slipped down the leagues from the first to the last
With fading dreams of our victorious days now long past

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Life is tough for a Bury lad, the Shakers are in my blood
For many a year, cold and dejected on the terraces I stood
Seeing my club close to dying when money was tight
This gloomy tunnel is long and yet still there’s no light
But each Saturday, two thousand five hundred stand strong
Determined to find the success we’ve missed for so long

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 So come join me, watch and sing for the lads of today
Follow your team, do your bit, let’s light up the way
We’ll find the glory of those years so long ago past
We’ll bring victory, promotion and money at last
Sing out your hearts for the Shakers of Gigg Lane
For if this club dies, my life will ne’er be the same!


up the shakers – bury till i die

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/a-shakers-prayer/