Christmas Eve at Anfield

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Santa he climbed down the stands at Anfield
It was close on midnight the kids all asleep
Dreaming sweet dreams of the redmens great deeds
Wrapped up in the red scarves of their proud Liverpool team

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Now Santa brought pressies and they were placed on the pitch
He had heard every prayer and written down every wish
But he didn’t bring bikes or the latest computer games
Instead he brought legends whose memories remain

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 So there stood Ron Yeats the most gracious of men
And the ’65 heroes ready to play again
There was sweet Billy Liddell roused by God from his sleep
He said “C’mon now son pull your boots on your feet!”

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Bob Paisley was laughing as he called from the wings
Collecting a pass that could only have come from Stubbins
Joe Fagan smiled up at the Kop Choir once more
St. Michael brought on to add to the score

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 The kids with their Dads sang the auld Liverpool songs
Whilst the Angels joined in with “You’ll Never Walk Alone”
For this was the spirit of Christmas that said:
“Here’s a gift from Bill Shankly he wrapped up in red”.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 (c) tobyjones 3rd january 2004


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/christmas-eve-at-anfield/