Anto Neo
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CFC v WBA, 3-0
Goals: Hazard, Moses, Hazard
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I attended this match
And brought my bairn
If the Prem be a pile of stones
We’re no longer top of the cairn
¶ 3
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The atmosphere was mixed
The title beyond our reach
Performances lately have been ragged
And points we’ve allowed to leach
¶ 4
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After a nervy jittery start
We soon rolled in a handsome three
Good to be back on track
And to see us on a spree
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An-to-ni-o, An-to-ni-o!
An-to-ni-o, An-to-ni-o!
¶ 6
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The manager certainly had our backing
His name chanted between every score
For support he wasn’t lacking
From this unified hard-core
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An-to-ni-o, An-to-ni-o!
An-to-ni-o, An-to-ni-o!
¶ 8
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With each and every gesture
As he frolicked on the line
The Shed burst into song
That sent a tingle down his spine
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An-to-ni-o, An-to-ni-o!
An-to-ni-o, An-to-ni-o!
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And such did he acknowledge
When pressed the next day
His partisanship with the crowd
Encouraging him to stay!
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