Who’d be a goalie?
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Who’d be a goalie, the butt of all ire
Make one small mistake, your career’s in the fire.
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Who’d be a goalie, the man at the back
The glamour and glitz for the men in attack.
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Who’d be a goalie, battered by the press
Just one simple error, your blamed for the mess.
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Who’d be a goalie, last line of defence
When failing fullbacks make the pressure intense.
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Who’d be a goalie when you make that last save,
The press and the pundits on your merits they rave.
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Who’d be a goalie, career hot, career cold
It takes just one save to give you the gold.
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Who’d be a goalie, you get little thanks
You’re forever compared the great Gordon Banks.
¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 Who’d be a goalie?
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Robert Green would
David James would
Joe Hart would
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