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The Undying Love Of The Liverpool Fan

toby jones

Saturday, January 3rd, 2004

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 We were born in the year of 1892
Houlding boys sent out to play in thewhite & blue
But the time came for changing as God watched and said
“Get them new shirts I want my boys in red!”

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 So we split from the kippers made Anfield our own
And we sang our own hymn “You’ll Never Walk Alone”
Tho’ the ‘Tic they will tell you those words are all their’s
But Danny Mac and his Bhoys copied us first!

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Elisha and Stubbins and the great Billy Liddell
To Souness and Gerrard great men in the middle
We’ve taken on Europe 4 times we were kings
And the title we’re chasing will be number 19

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 The Good Lord gave us Shankly and he made us proud
For the long years he served us we never went down
And then up stepped Bob Paisley whose dreams did not fail
On a warm night in Rome we found our Holy Grail

5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 Keegan and Heighway and the Iron Tommy Smith
Rose up like a rumour and his head didn’t miss
Joey Jones cooked the gladbach and ate them all up
Whilst Emlyn with pride grabbed the European Cup

6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 There’s been good times for sure but also bad times
Like the arse scoring twice for the title in ’89
And when King Kenny he left us in 1991
The heart of our club appeared to have gone

7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 So many have come here and many we’ve loved
From the boots of Ian Rush to Ray Clemence’s gloves
There’s been heroes a plenty and brucie a clown
The goals of our Michael (is he Real Madrid bound?)

8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 But we’re part of a family whose love never dies
Wrapped up in our red scarves the reds we idolise
The Kop is our home and we’re proud to be here
Anfield forever, the message is clear

9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 We’ve shivered ‘neath the stars on a cold Anfield night
Watched teams scorched by the fires of Dalglish in full flight
We come from all over to this blessed of all grounds
Chasing the glory from Rome to Anfield South

10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 The reds are the finest the grandest of men
I’ve followed the ‘pool, and I’d do so again
Heroes and legends, Sir Bill Shankly’s Dream
The songs of The Kop Choir, 12th man on the team

11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Cups there a plenty bear Sir Bob Paisely’s name
His teams were the finest to e’re grace the game
Lads from the streets who had walked alongside
The faithful who cheered them with passion and pride

12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 The tales from the travels, the European wins
Novenas and prayers, blessings and hymns
I have stood with the rain driving down on my soul
Yet nought warms my heart like a Reds winning goal.

13 Leave a comment on verse 13 0 It’s been a grand journey and the memories are sweet
The head of Big Tosh and Diggers grand feet
And God He agreed and then nodded His head
“I chose a great club the Liverpool Reds!”

14 Leave a comment on verse 14 0 (c) tobyjones 3rd january 2004

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-undying-love-of-the-liverpool-fan/