The wizard of the dribble!

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 The wizard of the dribble
That’s what they called our Stan
A son of the fighting barber
And there wasn’t a nicer man
A star that glowed, a genius
Gentle to the core
And every day he spent on earth
The people loved him more
Gracious as a racehorse
Clean as a new pin
If Stanley was on our side
Then we would surely win
The all time greatest winger
That the human race produced
The way Sir Stanley lived his life
Must have given God a boost
He wore his heart on his red and white sleeves
Now the nation mourns and his home town grieves
An ordinary man, full of good from young to old
If you’re making any more angels God
Stanley Mathews fits the mould!


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