Tricky Reds Crazy Football!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 I have lived out my life drenched in football
By the games that the Reds won or lost
And I have valued those days of my youth
But I have never measured the cost
I had long thought the butterflies flown
The excitements all given to past
But still those old roads lead to home
And the spells still have magic to cast

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 It’s just like the first kiss of summer
The riff of a Gibson guitar
The bike that I longed for at Christmas
The return of my old Liverpool scarf
It’s like finding a friend when you’re lonely
The warmth of a comforting hand
The smile on the face of a stranger
When you’re lost in an uncertain land
It’s like being lifted up onto strong shoulders
The best that I’ve known was that view
And learning the songs from my father
Before the teenager ripped up the nest and then flew

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 So whilst money is making its mark
And the cash tills are singing like choirs
There’s still enough romance for dreamers
Aye, there’s enough for the proud dreaming child.



Well done Herr Klopp and the Tricky Reds.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/tricky-reds-crazy-football/