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Happy Birthday Johnny Rhythm

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 You didn’t play football
On the grass of Strawberry Fields
You didn’t wear a red or blue scarf
You didn’t strain yer neck trying to watch
The game from the Kop at Anfield or
The street end at them there Blues
You were too busy listening to Elvis,
Chuck Berry, Buddy Holly
On the back of the bus with Paul
Scribbling the words
That the world would sing to dance to
Dream to to fall in love to
And when you left home
Leaving behind the streets
Of your birth
We sang your songs
To Shankly
Cos he like we all live
In a Red and White Kop.

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Notes

80 today, God Bless you John, yours is a light indeed.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/happy-birthday-johnny-rhythm/