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Song For The Redmen

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Each Saturday I’d be there in the red
A kopite kid born and bred
Wrapped up in a scarf that blazed LIVERPOOL
Anfield taught me more than anything at school

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The songs I learned to sing out proud
Swaying on the kop down the walton breck road
We’d stand on our toes trying to catch a glance
And we’d be down on that pitch given half a chance

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Rushie a thorn in Southall’s side
Nowhere on the park for the binnie to hide
Bruges well done by a lone Dalglish goal
With Souey and Hansen the Liverpool soul

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Big Tosh and Keegan used telepathy
The Iron Tommy Smith worth anyone else’s 3
Steve Heighway raced with Gabriel’s wings
And Aldo sound, a kopite Prince

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 From the Wembley stands in ’77
We roared on our redmen all the way to heaven
And tho’ the mancs slunk off with a win
4 days later we rose as Europe’s Kings

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Sir Roger Hunt’s goals gave sight to the blind
And when St John took off he left all behind
Geoff Strong a colossus Byrne and Milne too
Whilst Big Ron Yeats had a body built for two

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Case’s boots were forged from steel
A Liverpool boy whoses skills graced Anfield
Craig Johnstone “Skippy” our flying aussie
Scored a Wembley goal to silence the Gwladys

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Ray Kennedy had the vision of of an old testament prophet
Billy Liddell’s boots were as sharp as a pick pocket
A lad from Cameroon for 2 years with us he stopped
“We’ve only got one Song!” we would sing on the kop

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 Albert Stubbins on the cover of the greatest Beatles album
“Mad Erik” led the chorus with the Scousers down in Dortmund
Ian Cally setting records that will stand the test of time
Gary Macca’s goals are of vintage Anfield wine

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Legends plenty for over a hundred years
Euro Cups and titles all came here
Our saints Bill Shankly, Bob Paisley and Joe Fagan
And now we pray for success for Houllier’s men

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 These days I warm my Liverpool bones
In the Centenary Stand that I call my home
Memories past fill the Anfield skies
And a Red I’ll be ’til the day I die.

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 (c) sharon marshall 10th february 2004

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/song-for-the-redmen/