Grand Reds

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 They played with committment
They played with such pride
Those wonderful teams
Those great Anfield sides
From the sixties with Shankly
When the Beatles were kings
And the Kopites in full voice
Taught the whole world to sing

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The 70’s swaggered
With glam rock and flares
Whilst we worshipped Keegan
And our team took to perms
Bob’s grand lads were mighty
And conquered with ease
We were winning for fun
And had teams on their knees

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Then the reign of the 3 Jocks
And the Angels they sighed
At the skills of Dalglish
When he left Christ we cried
There was Aldo and Beardsley
Flowing like a red sea
Whislt Digger sent missiles
From his WMD’s

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Now we’ve Xabi and Carra
We’ve King Lusi and Stevie G
We need us some heroes
And new songs to sing
We’ve got a cup treble
And for that we give thanks
But “if you’re second you’re nothing”
Whispers the ghost of dear Shanks.



“I was born by the banks of the Mersey
Facin the Irish Sea
It might not look like heaven to you
But its home sweet home to me”

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/grand-reds-2/