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The Busby Babes

paul collins

Friday, January 2nd, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 At 15.03 on 6.2.58, we lost probably our greatest English team,
Some of our youngest and finest footballers, that we’d ever seen,
Sir Matt had a vision and a plan, to give the kids their chance,
And boy did they take it, oh yes they did, and lead all europewide on a merry dance,

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Flight 609, stopped to refuel, at Munich, after a successful Q/F European cup tie,
And little did anyone know, that knocking out former champs, R.S.B. 8 of our heroes, were gonna die,
They were cut down in their prime, on that fateful Munich flight,
And on that foreign icy runway our boys lay, it was such a terrible sight

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 With Coleman, Byrne, Jones, and, Taylor, to name but four,
And our legend from Dudley, West Midlands, DUNCAN EDWARDS, probably the greatest of them all,
David Pegg, Geoff Bent, and, Billy [Liam] Whelan;
8 journalists and 3 backroom men,
And while Charlton, Scanlon, Violet, Morgan and Wood, reshaped Utd’s future,
Blanchflower, and Jonny Berry, would never play again,

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 So gifted, so young and talented, the Country, rembembers the day The Busby Babes died;
And up and down our Land, we mourned our loss, and how our Nation cried,
The Busby Babes, we’ll never forget, your legend lives on – your average age was only 22,
So goodnight, and rest in peace, to England’s finest, football always, will miss YOU GOD BLESS

© paul collins january 2nd 2004

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-busby-babes/