Football Poets

Big Dunc

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Big Dunc
Big Dunc

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Every mornning at the club, you could see him arrive.
He stood 6 foot 6, weighed 245.
Kind of broad at the shoulders, narrow at the hip.
And everybody knew you didn’t give no lip to Big Dunc.

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Big Dunc
Big Duh…unc
Big Bad Dunc
Big Dunc

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Nobody seemed to know where Dunc called home
He just drifted into town and stayed all alone.
He didn’t say much, kind of quiet and shy
And if you spoke at all, you’d just said hi to Big Dunc.
Somebody said he came from somewhere in Och the Noo,
Where he got into a fight in a taxi queue.
And a crash and a blow from a huge right hand,
sent a Glesgee fella to the promised land.

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Big Dunc
Big Duh…unc
Big bad Dunc
Big Dunc

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Then came the day at the bottom of the Premiership,
when nerves cracked and men started crying “help”.
Fans were praying, and around the ground
and everybody thought they were Championship bound
cept’ Dunc.
Through the dust and the smoke of this man-made hell,
walked a giant of a man that the fans knew well.
grabbed a sagging squad and gave out with a groan,
and like a giant oak tree he just stood there alone, Big Dunc

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Big Dunc
Big Duh…unc
Big Bad Dunc
Big Dunc

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 And with all of his strength, he gave a mighty shove.
Then a fan yelled out, ‘there’s a light up above!’.
And 52,305 fans scrambled from a ‘would be’ grave
now there’s only one left down there to save, Big Dunc.
With jacks and timbers, they started back down,
then came that rumble way down in the ground.
And as smoke and gas smelched out of that club,
everybody knew it was the end of the line, for Big Dunc.

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Big Dunc
Big Duh…unc
Big Bad Dunc
Big Dunc

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Now they never re-opened that worthless St James’s Park,
they just placed a marble stand in front of it for a lark.
These few words are written on that stand,
‘At the bottom of this club, lies a big big man….Big Dunc’

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Big Dunc
Big Duh…unc
Big Bad Dunc
Big Dunc.

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