In the Old East End of Glasgow

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 In the old east end of Glasgow
we would watch the Bhoys in green.
How we stood proud with our father,
who raised us on his Celtic team.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We would walk along the Gallowgate
where he would find a local pub,
as the hymns that the faithful chanted
were of the Celtic Football Club.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We would make our way to Parkhead
were we would celebrate the goals,
around our necks we wore a scarf
of the bold green, white & gold.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Underneath the sky at Paradise,
onto a hallowed football pitch,
the heroes that we dreamt to be
wore with pride, the famous Celtic strip



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/in-the-old-east-end-of-glasgow/