Bathe in the sea of blue
¶ 1
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“Oh father sir” my son he said
I hate the sight of green
The green and grey hoops make me ill
They really are obscene
Said I ” Young bear, do not despair
I’ve just the cure for you”
“We’ll take a trip to Ibrox where
You’ll bathe in a sea of blue”
¶ 2
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A trip to Ibrox a trip to Ibrox
Is just the cure for you
A trip to Ibrox a trip to Ibrox
You’ll bathe in a sea of blue
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