Remembering
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Hello Dad I hope you’re well
Our beloved Reds took all 3 points
I know you watch in Heaven’s Kop
Still singing loud the Anfield songs
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Me bluenose Grandad with his brothers
Season ticket holders I’m ashamed to say
Tell them all that 4th is ours
And soon the title’s coming home to stay
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Tranmere Rovers won as well
The Borough Road just round our door
Bunked in their games some Friday nights
Second home for Scousers, we knew the score
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The Walton Breck its many pilgrims
Anfield Road and through the gates
And there within the hallowed halls
Shanks and Paisley quietly wait.
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