James McGrory
¶ 1
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You May Talk Of Glasgow Rangers
& Their Feats In days Gone By
& The Men Who Wear Their Colors
You Can Praise Them To The Sky
You May Talk Of Jerry Dawson
As The Greatest Of Them All
But He Isn’t Worth A Nickel
When McGrory Heads A Ball
Clad In An Orange Sweater
You May think him Very Smart
His Clutching & His Clearing
Warms The Cockles of Your heart
You May call Him Million Dollar
& to You he’s Worth It All,
but He Isn’t Worth a Nickel When
McGrory Heads A Ball.
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