Wearing of the Green
¶ 1
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My father wore the colour of green
Deep within his heart,
Were he grew up in the Garngad
And walked the miles to Celtic Park.
¶ 2
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His working class background
In Glasgow’s little Ireland
Was football, faith and believe in God
And to be raised a Celtic fan.
¶ 3
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Songs of the Glasgow Celtic
My father would proudly sing
When walking up our tenement close
After he had a wee drink.
¶ 4
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Then in the year of 1965
When Celtic brought home Jock Stein,
My father wrapped his first-born child
In the colours of emerald green.
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