A dedication to me home and me team – LIVERPOOL
I was born on the banks of the Mersey,
Facing the Irish Sea.
Not exactly heaven,
But it’s home sweat home to me.
A was born a scouser,
As stubborn as any old mule.
I was born a scouser,
In the city of Liverpool.
Liverpool, Liverpool,
Oh! How I love my Liverpool.
No matter where I wander,
No matter where I roam,
My heart will always be here,
At Liverpool, my home.
You can stand around the Shankly Gates,
And here the Kopites roar.
We’re the pride
Of Merseyside,
Red for ever more.
You can walk in any Ale house,
And order a pint of beer.
Take a look around you,
Cause there’s nothing here to fear.
Pick up your pint and drink it,
It’s long, it’s tall, it’s cool,
You are welcome stranger,
In the city of Liverpool.
Liverpool, Liverpool,
Oh! How I love my Liverpool.
No matter where I wander,
No matter where I roam,
My heart will always be here,
At Liverpool, my home.
I was born on the banks of the Mersey,
Facing the Irish Sea.
Not exactly heaven,
But it’s home sweat home to me.
A was born a scouser,
As stubborn as any old mule.
I was born a scouser,
In the city of Liverpool.
Liverpool, Liverpool,
Oh! How I love my Liverpool.
No matter where I wander,
No matter where I roam,
My heart will always be here,
At Liverpool, my home.
Liverpool, Liverpool,
Oh! How I love my Liverpool.
No matter where I wander,
No matter where I roam,
My heart will always be here,
At Liverpool, my home.
My heart will always be here,
At Liverpool, my home.
**
No work no hope, one chance for fame,
It’s our life, not just a game.
For the Reds, grown men have cried,
They’re the Pride of Merseyside.
With Liver bird’s upon their chest,
Liverpool, the world’s best.
This great team trusted and tried,
They’re the Pride of Merseyside.
The angels came, took Shanks away,
And from above, we heard him say,
Give me the men, whose hearts have bled,
Make them proud to wear the Red.
With Liver bird’s upon their chest,
Liverpool, the world’s best.
This great team trusted and tried,
They’re the Pride of Merseyside.
And now our glory, will never stop,
We’ve got King Kenny,
We’ve got the Kop.
One thing we have, we’ll never hide,
We’re the Pride of Merseyside.
With Liver bird’s upon their chest,
Liverpool, the world’s best.
This great team trusted and tried,
They’re the Pride of Merseyside.
**
Outside the Shankly Gates,
I heard a Kopite calling:
Shankly, they have taken you away.
But you left a great eleven,
Before you went to heaven,
Now it's glory round the Fields of Anfield Road.
All, round the Fields of Anfield Road,
Where once we watched the King Kenny play.
We had Heighway on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing,
Of the glory, round the Fields of Anfield Road.
Outside the Paisley Gates.
I heard a Kopite calling:
Paisley, they have taken you away.
You led the great 11,
Back in Rome in 77.
And the redmen, they still play the same way.
All, round the Fields of Anfield Road,
Where once we watched the King Kenny play.
We had Heighway on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing,
Of the glory, round the Fields of Anfield Road.
All, round the Fields of Anfield Road,
Where once we watched the King Kenny play.
We had Heighway on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing,
Of the glory, round the Fields of Anfield Road.
**
Let me tell you the story of a poor boy,
Who was sent far away from his home,
To fight for his king and his country,
And also the old folks back home.
So they put him in a Highland division,
Sent him off to a far foreign land.
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands,
And there's nothing to see but the sand.
Now the battle it started next morning,
Under the radiant sun.
I remember a poor Scouser Tommy,
He was shot by an old Nazi gun.
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying,
With the blood gushing out of his head.
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying,
These were the last words he said:
Oooooh, I am a Liverpudlian,
And I come from the Spion Kop.
I like to sing, I like to chant,
I go there quite a lot.
I support a team, that plays in red,
A team that we all know.
A team that we call ‘Liverpool’,
And to glory we will go.
We won the League, we won the Cup,
We've been to Europe too.
We played the Toffees for a laugh,
And we left them feeling blue.
Oooooh, I am a Liverpudlian,
And I come from the Spion Kop.
I like to sing, I like to chant,
I go there quite a lot.
I support a team, that plays in red,
A team that we all know.
A team that we call ‘Liverpool’,
And to glory we will go.
We won the League, we won the Cup,
We've been to Europe too.
We played the Toffees for a laugh,
And we left them feeling blue.
2-0….3-0….4-0….5-0.
**
When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a storm,
There's a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of a lark.
Walk on through the wind,
Walk on through the rain,
Though your dreams be tossed and blown.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.
**
Oh! How us loves me Liverpool
Scall
