Old Football Grounds
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I loved the old grounds
fans packed in tight,
huge towering floodlights
turned on for games at night.
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I travelled around the country
on the coach and by train,
watched my team at Roker Park
in the open air hit by wind and rain.
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Went to the Millwall’s Den
a very intimidating ground,
and Manchester City’s Maine Road
where the Kippax made loads of sound.
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All the way down south to the Dell
and up north to Ayresome Park,
I’d set off in morning daylight
and return home in the dark.
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I loved our local matches
especially at Filbert Street,
we’d go there in our thousands
in the hope Leicester City got beat.
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Old stadiums had character and style
unlike many grounds around today,
but I’ll never ever forget them
as in my memory they’ll always stay.
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