1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Dally Duncan, now there’s a name with which to play
I talked to him once in Brighton, of the game back in his day
I told him of my love of Charlie George, and how he could make a pass
He said the lad had talent, but needed a rocket up his ass

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 “Peter Doherty, now there was a player, George couldn’t lace his boots”
He gave his verdict with pleasure, as he harked back to his roots.
Much as I loved my Arsenal, I was happy just to listen
To a knowledgeable old-timer, and watch his old eyes glisten

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 That chat was more than twenty years ago, I guess old Dally’s gone
But the passion in those fierce old eyes, in my memory lingers on
Player, manager, coach or fan, whatever the change in fashion
The uniting thread that binds us all is that undying passion

Source: https://footballpoets.org/poems/passion/