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Saturday 13 August 2016

.:: Liverbird Upon My Chest ::.

Here's a song about a football team,
The greatest team you've ever seen,
A team that play total football,
They've won the league, Europe and all

A Liverbird upon my chest,

(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May

With Kenny Dalglish on the ball,
He was the greatest of them all,
And Ian Rush, four goals or two,
Left Evertonians feeling blue


A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now if you go down Goodison Way,
Hard luck stories you hear each day,
There's not a trophy to be seen,
'Cos Liverpool have swept them clean

(With Mr. Sheen!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now on the glorious 10th of May,
There's laughing reds down Wembley Way,
We're full of smiles and joy and glee,
It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3,

(Easy!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now on the 20th of May,
We're laughing still down Wembley Way,
Those Evertonians are feeling blue,
It's Liverpool 3 and Everton 2

(The blueshites 2!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


And as we sang round Goodison Park,
Four Ian Rush goals had make there mark,
Those Evertonians crying still,
It's Liverpool 5 and Everton nil.

(The blushites nil!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now we remember them with pride,
Those mighty reds of Shankly's side,
And Kenny's boys of '88,
There's never been a side so great,

(A side so great!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now back in 1965,
When great Bill Shankly was alive,
We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1,
When it fell to the head of Ian St John

(Of Ian St John)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


On April 15th '89,
What should have been a joyous time,
96 Friends, we all will miss,
And all the Kopites want justice,

(JUSTICE!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(JUSTICE!) 
We are the men, of Shankly's best,
(JUSTICE!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
(JUSTICE!) 
And wins the championship in May
(JUSTICE!)

The angels came one sunny day,
They came to take our Bob away,
The greatest sight for you to see,
3 European cups for Bob Paisley

(Paisley!) 

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Paisley!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Paisley!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


We went to Rome in '84,
We won the treble like never before,
Barney Rubble was the man,
Who won the cup for Joe Fagan,

(Fagan!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Fagan!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Fagan!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now we sang round Goodison Park,
Those Evertonians in a nark,
44 yards were in attack,
The sweet right foot of Gary Mac

(Of Gary Mac!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Gary Mac)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Gary Mac)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


Now under Rafa Benitez,
We've got Alonso, Morientes,
And Robbie Fowler in attack,
The championship is coming back

(Is coming back!)

A Liverbird upon my chest,
(Upon my chest!)
We are the men, of Shankly's best,

(Of Shankly's best!)
A team that plays the Liverpool way,
And wins the championship in May


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