Terrace Song
¶ 1
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I stood in the Gladwys Street End
Where my Grandfather (I never knew him)
Had seen Dixie Dean
¶ 2
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I felt his presence as we sang
Andy is a King, Andy is King
After he scored in a 2-2 draw
With Swansea and John Toshack
¶ 3
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I drove nearly 700 miles in one day
just for 90 minutes of the Toffees in Houston
I wore my Everton cap and sat in the stands
No terraces, but the feeling was the same
¶ 4
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This is what it means to be a True Blue
I cried when I saw them run out
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