Another Great Anfield Night
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The Anfield park is quiet now
The Kop that was so full
With every Red gone home to bed
To dream of Istanbul
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The floodlights switched off not a sound
But a whisper on the wind
Then the bootroom doors flung open wide
As glory wanders in
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Bill Shankly stands where Rafa stands
And guides his boys again
He calls to Yeats and then to Milne
And smiles at Ian St John
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The Durham tones they fill the air
Sir Bob with a cup or two
There’s Joey Jones his face lit up
King Kenny lacing up his boots
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Alec Lindsay like a rock
There’s Heighway down the wings
Keegan runs defences ragged
Brings them to ther knees
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Sir Billy Liddell pulls on his shirt
And calls to Shankly there
“I’ll run through walls for Liverpool
Just like my hero Carragher”
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Legends heroes immortal names
The years can’t brush aside
The Anfield nights that saw such games
Came back again last night.
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