I’ve always loved Football
since I was just a lad,
played for my school teams
watched by my dear old dad.
Left wing was my best position
although I liked to cut inside,
played for Coventry Boys
which filled my father with pride.
When not playing the beautiful game
I’d go and watch my beloved Sky Blues,
stood on a packed Spion Kop
cheering them on come win or lose.
So that’s fifty odd years of football
and what a rollercoaster ride,
travelling all over the country
to go and support my local side.
Yet even though I’m still a fan
and will be till the day I die,
I’m starting to lose motivation
and even asking myself why ?
I hope I’ll snap out of my depression
and just put it down as a blip,
because I’d hate for my fellow fans
to think I was jumping ship.
So I’ll relax and get ready for the World Cup
forget about my club for a bit,
go and watch England down the pub
see one of our penalties go into orbit.
So can I live without my football club
after supporting them for fifty years
when all they ever give me is pain
and each season nearly ends in tears ?
But deep down I know I’ll keep going
as Coventry City is in my blood,
and Ill keep on supporting them
even though I know we’re not very good !