Bluenose Blues

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I woke up this morning.
I crawled out of bed.
Felt sick as a parrot.
Half wished I was dead.
I e-mailed my boss.
I served up an excuse.
I couldn’t face goin’ in to work,
‘Cos I’d got the Bluenose Blues.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Oh, it’s hard to be a Bluenose.
Cross my heart and swear it’s true.
It’s no fun to be a Bluenose,
When you got them mean, ol’ Bluenose Blues.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We lost the Christmas Derby.
Now we’ve got beat in March.
You can hear the ‘Pool fans laffin’
All the way to Marble Arch.
There’s a bright sun shinin’.
But my mood is black as night.
‘Cos them low-down, cotton-pickin’ Koppites
Have bagged the bragging rights!

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Lord, it’s tough to be a Bluenose,
When you’ve lost two out of two.
All the clouds have leaden linings,
When you got them big, bad Bluenose Blues.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 I got a top-notch Kwaka.
Got a Harley too.
Pretty wimmin lustin’ for me,
Lined up in a queue.
That many suits in my wardrobe,
I don’t know which to choose.
But my Team got licked at Anfield,
So I got them Bluenose Blues.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 I tell you, Life, it ain’t no picnic,
Sure ain’t no Caribbean cruise,
When you’re a two-time losin’ Bluenose –
No surprise I got the Blues.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 You got dumped by your Judy?
Someone swiped your suede shoes?
You’re laid up with the measles,
The mumps or the flu?
You got a king-size hangover,
‘Cos you went out on the booze?
You should count yourself lucky –
You ain’t got the Bluenose Blues.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Just be glad you ain’t a Bluenose.
Glad you haven’t got a clue,
How it feels to be a Bluenose,
Struck down with the Bluenose Blues.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 26/3/06
Denys E. W. Jones



25/3/06 Liverpool 3 Everton 1.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/bluenose-blues/