Passion For The Celtic
¶ 1
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I wear my Celtic jersey
The hoops of green and white
The shamrock with its four leafs
Is our proud birthright
¶ 2
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The flags are flying freely
Of the green and white and gold
And the songs roll off our tongues
With every Larsson goal
¶ 3
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There’s children with their fathers
Proud in their Celtic scarves
And they know that they’re in paradise
The love for Celtic burns in each heart.
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