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I watch the Celtic through my father’s eyes,
It is his voice that you can hear sing,
As he once cheered the skill of Jinky & Lennox
When they owned Celtic’s left & right wing.
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I saw Billy McNeill rise like the sun
And score goals with his immaculate head,
I saw Kenny Dalglish shine, like a stolen uncut diamond,
I saw Paddy Bonnar save our souls; a woken Donegal giant.
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I saw Lubo perform magic and trickery,
Mesmerizing the opposition on Parkhead’s pitch,
I saw fire and passion and could only stare,
As the Jungle chanted, Feed the Bear.
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I saw miracles and baptisms, a communion of goals,
When Larsson wore the green, white and old,
I remember the pride when Johnny Doyle played,
As he wears the green & white, for an eternity.
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I watch the Celtic through my father’s eyes
On Parkhead’s terracing, under Parkhead’s sky
His view from heaven is never restricted
As he stands with his father watching the Celtic.