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Boys of the Liverpool Red

P Maguire

Monday, August 30th, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Ye stout hearted sons of Anfield
I hope here you all will attend
To a song I am going to sing you
In praise of the Liverpool men
God’s grand sons they pulled on the jersey
And the Liver Bird proud came to rest
Upon the heart of those thought to be worthy
Yea the boys of the Liverpool red

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Hurrah for the sons of Spion
Who always victorious have been
There’s no other club that can equal
The boys of the Liverpool team

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 To pitches of Wembley and Cardiff
To the cafes and bars of Paree
And the jars they were raised in old Dortmund
When Houllier’s men made it 3
The rest were like lambs to the slaughter
Slain by the boots of the Liverpool men
And the Kopites arrived in their thousands
For the boys of the Liverpool red

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Hurrah for the sons of Spion
Who always victorious have been
There’s no other club that can equal
The boys of the Liverpool team

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The Euro Cup 4 times it was taken
The Mersey was flowing with silver
“Believe Boys we’ll never be beaten”
Shankly promised, and always delivered
We had Liddell and Stubbins red diamonds
And Dalglish for glory was bred
And the great clubs of Europe all conquered
By the boys of the Liverpool red

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Hurrah for the sons of Spion
Who always victorious have been
There’s no other club that can equal
The boys of the Liverpool team.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/boys-of-the-liverpool-red-3/