A mighty man of six feet three,
and weighing fourteen stone,
when Palace struggled in the first,
JOHN JACKSON stood alone.
John (STONEWALL) Jackson kept Palace up for years,
why he never got a cap, is a question for his peers.
He starred in our promotion,
in nineteen sixty- nine,
the country’s finest keeper,
on or off his line.
Forget about Banksy,–Shilton,Stepney,Sprake,
none of them could match,
the saves that he could make.
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.
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.
Of his tip over from Osgood,
or his dive at Bremner’s feet,
their was no doubt about it ,
JOHN JACKSON was elite.
With his large green padded jersey,
usually plastered up with mud,
he’d dive around his goalmouth,
landing with a thud.
Even with the noisy crowds,
you’d always hear his call,
as he jumped above the forwards.
screaming” KEEPERS BALL.”
“You’ll never beat JOHN JACKSON,
JACKO IS THE KING,”
and “JACKON for England,’
around the ground would ring.
But Ramsey never listened,
to the pleas to cap ‘STONEWALL’
so England’s finest keeper never got an England call.
Then came a new manager,
seeking all the fame,
an eejit wearing a fedora,
Allison was his name.
Within a month he’d succeeded,
in getting us relegated,
and our hero Johnny Jackson,
he publicly berated.
So ‘STONEWALL’ went to Orient,
and to a new team did adapt,
and was still the finest goalie,
who was never capped.
So thanks for all the memories John,
of your feats between the sticks,
now come out of retirement,
and teach Seaman some tricks.