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The Devil and his Mancs!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The nearest I ever got to heaven
Was a week in May in ’77
But the devil he plays with the best of plans
And swiped the treble from our hands

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 The league was ours with a game to spare
The F.A Cup was nearly there
The Mancs in red and us in white
We sang and cheered them out of sight

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The first half saw us spread the ball
And redmen gave their each and all
But Stepney saved and Tommy grinned
But we still believed that we would win

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Then Pearson from a Greenhoff flick
Drove the ball between the sticks
And Clem he didn’t have a chance
Because of The devil and his Mancs!

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 But Jimmy Case he saw the sign
Took his chance with boots of iron
He drove his shot and now 1-1
And brought us level, Game On

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 Our hearts with love and pride and joy
Roared our Anfield glory boys
But stolen from our very hands
The win by the devil and his Mancs!

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Our joy short lived with heavy soul
For Macari struck their second goal
The ball hit Greenhoff and our hearts sank
For they smiled the devil and his Mancs!

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Bob Paisley’s lads they tried their best
But Emlyn’s tears they came to rest
Upon that turf where they did dance
The devil and his bloody Mancs!

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 (c) tobyjones 2nd january 2004

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Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-devil-and-his-mancs/