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MOVE OVER GOD YOU’RE IN MY SEAT.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 On September the Twentieth,
the year Two Thousand and Four,
a stern looking gentleman,
knocked on heavens door.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 St Peter answered cautiously,
then recognised the face,
and he told the man to come on in,
and find himself a place.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The man nodded at Bill Shankly,
Bob Paisley, Bertie Mee,
shook the hand of Joe Mercer,
and waved to Matt Busby.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 With shoulders back,
head in the air,
he marched over to God,
who sized the man — up and down,
and gave a friendly nod.

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 ” I need to know the history,
of what you did on earth,
I need the total details,
from the moment of your birth.”

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 ” I was born a proud Yorkshireman,
in the year of Thirty Five,
and through passion and endeavour,
in football I did thrive.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 My wife she called me Brian,
some others ‘ Ol Big ‘ead,’
but throughout my life,
I never cared,
what other people said.

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 I played for my home team Middlesbrough,
won two England caps as well,
and ended up at Sunderland,
when Boro chose to sell.

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 But my world was rocked by injury,
at the age of Twenty Six,
when I tore my knee at Bury,
something doctors couldn’t fix.

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 My managerial career I started.
at the bottom of the heap,
the terraces at Hartlepool,
myself I had to sweep.

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Next I went to Derby,
and brought them great success,
those were the happiest of my days,
to that I must confess.

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 I had a brilliant partner,
Peter Taylor he was named,
for scouting out new talent,
throughout England he was famed.

13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 I got average players,
and made them great,
I brought big heads down to size,
the press and public loved me,
but me the F.A. did despise.

14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 I had McGovern, Nish, McFarland,
who no one could get by,
Alan Hinton, Archie Gemmill,
and the gallant Dave Mackay.

15 Leave a comment on verse 15 0 I was a fixture on the telly,
my comments were profound,
but I got into trouble one night,
for calling a Polish man a clown.

16 Leave a comment on verse 16 0 A short spell then at Brighton,
where I discovered Peter Ward,
but after a while down by the sea,
I started to get bored.

17 Leave a comment on verse 17 0 I insisted my teams play on the ground,
never use the old long pass,
if football was to be played up on the clouds,
wouldn’t you have put down grass?

18 Leave a comment on verse 18 0 I took over Leeds United,
from Mr Revie over there,
but only lasted Forty- Four days,
cos the players they didn’t care.

19 Leave a comment on verse 19 0 Then a call came from Notts Forest,
my services they beckoned,
and I took the reins of a team,
who were lowly in the Second.

20 Leave a comment on verse 20 0 Soon with brilliant management,
I had Forest on the rise,
and soon we were up in the First,
taking the big boys by surprise.

21 Leave a comment on verse 21 0 I brought in Peter Shilton,
Kenny Burns a solid rock,
and up front I had John O’Hare,
Birtles and Woodcock.

22 Leave a comment on verse 22 0 Archie Gemmill and John Robertson,
Ian Bowyer a bargain steal,
Frank Clark and Peter Withe,
and of course Martin O’Neill.

23 Leave a comment on verse 23 0 Untrendy Forest won the League,
and the Euro Cup as well,
it was in football management,
my most successful spell.

24 Leave a comment on verse 24 0 Another Euro Cup was added,
as for League Cups I lost count,
but alas with Peter Taylor,
tensions began to mount.

25 Leave a comment on verse 25 0 We had a major falling out,
and never spoke again,
it caused me guilty feelings,
and many years of pain.

26 Leave a comment on verse 26 0 I see him over there now,
plotting tactics with Saint Paul,
and showing young Jeff Astle,
how to head the ball.

27 Leave a comment on verse 27 0 I wouldn’t say I was the greatest,
but I was clearly the top one,
but without my old mate Taylor,
a lot wouldn’t have been done.

28 Leave a comment on verse 28 0 My young son Nigel made the grade,
which made me very proud,
and I signed Roy Keane and Stuart Pearce,
to please the Forest crowd.

29 Leave a comment on verse 29 0 I believed in tough man management,
I had a temper to avoid,
just ask Edward Sherringham,
or the cocky Larry Lloyd.

30 Leave a comment on verse 30 0 I never won the F.A Cup,
or possessed the England job,
mainly cos the suits in London,
didn’t like my gob.

31 Leave a comment on verse 31 0 I departed Forest in 93,
disillusioned with the game,
and life for me unfortunately,
would never be the same.

32 Leave a comment on verse 32 0 I did my share of drinking,
a new liver I acquired,
but for the last year of my life,
I’ve felt so weak and tired.

33 Leave a comment on verse 33 0 So now MY Lord to you I’ve come,
and laid my soul quite bear,
NOW YOUNG MAN PLEASE MOVE ALONG,
COS YOU’RE SITTING IN MY CHAIR.

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Notes

Brian Clough 1935 – 2004 R.I.P

John J O’Connor Sept 22 2004

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/move-over-god-youre-in-my-seat/