THE LISBON LIONS
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The Lisbon Lions who ran
Never a team in tow
They matched Internazionale man to man
All born in touching distance of Glasgow
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Cappellini felled by Craig, Mazzola fires in the pen
Inter retreat into a cocoon like defence
As it looks much like boys versus men
Gemmell levels from Craig’s pass, as things start to get tense.
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Eighty three minutes, Gemmell is allowed space
Murdoch’s shot deflected by Chalmers to score
The crowd bay for the countdown race
As the Lions get ready to roar
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History, as the Bhoys hold on in Lisbon town
And thus become the very first British club to lift the crown
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