The Old Spion Kop

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We gather here in disbelief
For the final time our songs are sung
A victorious win stung with tears
With memories that flow through the years.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Upon this Old Spion Kop I learnt to love the game
The sights the sounds the smell, now mingled with the pain
Today, one mournful day in our history
Not worrying as the tears fall silently beneath…

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 The Spion Kop is now no more
But the memories are etched forever
Within our hearts we’ll sing with pride
And march our boys to endeavour.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-old-spion-kop/