Rings Round Eddie McCreadie
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I always liked Eddie McCreadie
A tackling wing-back of his day
More refined than Ron Harris, not weedy
He moved in a spidery way
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Most sides had two wingers, quite shifty
The ‘W’ formation – don’t mock it
They were usually skilful and nifty
But most were in fast Eddie’s pocket
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Then I went to a game floodlighted
At Stamford Bridge ‘63
A little lad played for United
And went on a footballing spree
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He rang rings round Eddie McCreadie!
Rings and ovals and squares
That skinny wee kid found it easy
Just grinned at Chopper’s hard stares!
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He rang rings round Eddie McCreadie!
The fly put the spider to test
Rang rings round our Eddie McSpeedy!!
His name said it all he was…
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