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The Ballad Of Anfield

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 When seasons bloom late summer
With hopes and dreams then we
Will sing the Reds our glory boys
And what will be will be
We follow through life’s troubled times
And sorrows there may be
But love will never wither boys
But like rivers ere run free

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 We’ll drink to every memory
And raise a jar to Rome
For those who live for Liverpool
And for those who never made it home
For Reds will live forever boys
Our fires they burn with pride
And none will be forgotten here
The Reds of Merseyside

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Our love as sweet as Christ’s red wine
Our hearts beat breathlessly
The Reds will march forever boys
For Reds we’ll always be
And when my days are ending
And my maker calls for me
There’ll be no grief within me boys
If just once more I see

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The Redmen take their rightful place
As Kings for Kings are we
And then I’ll tell me dad I saw
The best that came to be
The fields of heaven may be fair
The grass as green could be
But none so fair as Anfield boys
And none so dear to me.

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Notes

ParryMaguire (2004)

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-ballad-of-anfield-2/