The Theatre Of Dreams
¶ 1
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Old Trafford is our fortress,
The jewel within our crown
On entering our spirits fly,
And never come back down.
¶ 2
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It’s the place we come to worship,
The theatre of our dreams.
Our red religion just goes on,
And falters not it seems.
¶ 3
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The roars spark fear in many,
From the mighty Stretford End.
These songs we’ll sing forever,
On this you can depend.
¶ 4
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We sing about King Eric,
The immortal George Best.
These legends that we worship,
All stand above the rest.
¶ 5
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Our loyalty’s unquestionable,
And will never be divided.
So who’s this team that we adore,
It’s Manchester United.
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