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Football: The People’s Game

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The early heroes left the factories
Forged from coalfields all the same
Took the bus with fans on Saturdays
When football was the people’s game

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The standing terrace packed to stanchions
Flatcaps and rattles, hearts a flame
Like rocket sparks the goals exploded
For football was the people’s game

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Long before the logos circus
With numbered shirts not sponsors names
And superstars were next door heroes
As football was the people’s game

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Men like Liddell, Finney, Puskas
Played for glory not the fame
Their skills lit up the finest pitches
And made football the people’s game

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 A time before the preach of agents
Tickets purchased at the gates
The Q’s would stretch a mile of heaven
Sure football was the people’s game

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Snot nosed kids just like their Fathers
Terrace Hymns the faith proclaim
Like Saturdays Pink in grubby fingers
Oh football was the people’s game

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Stars were born and shone so brightly
Lesser skills would sweat the way
And tackles came in fast with fury
Sublime football people’s game

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 The grey of backyard streets on weekdays
Rendered robes of wind and rain
And then the pitch of Saturdays Emerald
All made football the people’s game

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Scribbled names on desks and walls
Boots and shinpads for birthdays came
All were bought with Embassy coupons
Ah football was the people’s game

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Littlewoods pools and spot the ball
The score draw millions how we prayed
But still me Dad would smile “Next week eh”
Our football was the people’s game

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 The world cup canvas built for artists
The tarmac pitch where we all played
Copied heroes and won matches
This football was the people’s game

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 A universal language spoken
Times moves on and all things change
Icebergs melt but not this passion
For football’s still the people’s game

13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 Players come and players go
Some as heroes, forgotten names
But we the fans we’re here forever
That’s why football is the People’s Game

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/football-the-peoples-game/