On Our Way Back Home.

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Down the back of the coach
We were sharing a smoke
Coy like if you know what I mean?
Cos at the age of fourteen
Ma would’ve dished out a beating
Had she known I inhaled nicotine?

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 There were songs being sang
Cheering and clapping
Encores for: more and much more
We were kids, neigh on blokes
Acting tough, puffing smokes
Having witnessed the luck of the draw.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 We’d just beaten Leeds
In a Villa Park semi
Where Hately had nutted one in
I can still see The Holt
Feel that wonderful jolt
As leather caressed fine silk netting.

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 I’ll also never forget
The blurred exorcet
That ruined our day so we thought
Till the man in the black
Called joyous Leeds players back
To tell “em” “Yer still down one nought”

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 “The Cat” had been lax
As that Lorimer smash
Crashed in to the back of the net
Indeed one or two of our players
In despair offered prayers
For intervention from JC upstairs.

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Bremner complained
Johnny Giles tried again
Norman Hunter? Did what he did best
I swear I saw grown men weep
As the referee’s beep
Meant we’d won off of T Hately’s head.

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Leeds hit two crackers that day
Which to Revies dismay
Were scrubbed for no reason at all
Whilst on our way to “The Smoke”
We puffed fags and told jokes
Knowing… we didn’t have enough dough for The Final.



29th April 1967, Villa Park, Birmingham. My first ever FA cup semi-final, amongst 62.000,where a ticket, the travel (and me fags) cost me mates and me so much of our hard earned paper round money, to go to, that having won we couldn’t afford to buy tickets for The Final that year at Wemberley.

Never mind we were just so incredibly lucky to ….beat Leeds United in a wonderfully exciting game, that I deemed myself fortunate indeed at having been there to witness it!



Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/on-our-way-back-home/