John (Stonewall) Jackson king of the Palace
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A mighty man of six feet three,
and weighing fourteen stone,
when Palace struggled in the first,
John Jackson stood alone.
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John (Stonewall Jackson
kept Palace up for years,
why he never got an England cap,
is a question for his peers.
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He starred in our promotion,
in nineteen sixty- nine,
the country’s finest keeper,
on or off his line.
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Forget about Banksy,
Shilton,Stepney,Sprake,
none of them could match,
the saves that he could make.
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For years, he was the King,
to the fans who filled Selhurst,
as he defied the forwards of the day,
like Chivers,Greaves and Hurst.
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Even now at Palace,
they still talk of him in awe,
as they tell of saves he used to make,
from Astle, Best and Law.
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Of his tip over from Osgood,
or his dive at Bremner’s feet,
their was no doubt about it ,
John Jackson was elite.
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With his large green padded jersey,
usually plastered up with mud,
he’d dive around his goalmouth,
landing with a thud.
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Even with the noisy crowds,
you’d always hear his call,
as he jumped above the forwards.
screaming “keeper’s ball.”
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‘You’ll never beat John Jackson,
Jacko is the king”
and “Jackson for England,’
around the ground would ring.
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But Ramsey never listened,
to the pleas to cap ‘Stonewall’
so England’s finest keeper
never got an England call.
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Then came a new team manager,
seeking all the fame
Malcolm Allison with his cigars
and glasses of champagne
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Within a month he’d succeeded,
in getting us relegated,
and our hero Johnny Jackson,
he publicly berated.
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So ‘Stonewall’ went to Orient,
and to a new team did adapt,
and was still the finest goalie,
who was never capped.
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So thanks for all the memories John,
of your feats between the sticks,
now come out of retirement,
and teach David James some tricks.
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