Football Poets

Wonderful Team

¶ 1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The singing had finished, the match had begun,
Away went the clouds and out came the sun
on the Wembley turf so fresh and green,
and on our Forest, that wonderful team

¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 Right from the start after winning the toss
our lads showed Luton who was the boss,
then in the ninth minute to Forest’s delight
Imlach centred for a goal by Dwight.

¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 In the fourteenth minute it was well understood
why all the fans sang “Robin Hood”.
A header from Wilson went into the net
to prove to the critics twas the best final yet.

¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 Forest two Luton nil
two players collided as players will.
A stretcher came on to take off poor Dwight,
and that left ten men in red and white.

¶ 5 Leave a comment on verse 5 0 After half-time, Forest two up
with only one thought: to win that Cup.
They really played well those ten gallant men,
then Luton altered the score again.

¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 On to injury time now, the game nearly done,
still Forest two Luton one.
There goes the whistle, the final blast.
Forest have won the Cup at last.

¶ 7 Leave a comment on verse 7 0 Up to receive the Cup from the Queen
went the proudest team we ever have seen.
There wasn’t a finer moment than this
when on top of the Cup Burkitt planted a kiss.

¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 To Nottingham on Monday the team returned
the FA Cup well and truly earned.
They toured the City on top of a bus
Midst the cheers of their fans, many thousands of us.

¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 At the Council House in the Market Square
on a balcony the team assembled there.
Even Roy in an old wheelchair
was there to hear the crowd cheer.

¶ 10 Leave a comment on verse 10 0 Burkitt proudly introduced his team
Whitefoot, McKinlay, were there to be seen.
Imlach, Dwight, Wilson, Quigley and Gray
were our forward line on that great day.

¶ 11 Leave a comment on verse 11 0 Thompson the goalie who guarded the net,
MacDonald and Whare, the best defence yet.
Tom Graham our trainer, the swiftest seen,
and Walker the boss of our wonderful team.

¶ 12 Leave a comment on verse 12 0 Players will come and players will leave
We’ll go down Trentside while we live and breathe.
And we’ll never forget that eventful time
on May 2nd 1959.

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