You'll Never Walk Alone

Mel: You'll Never Walk Alone

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark.

At the end of the 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 hearts
And You'll Never Walk Alone
You'll never walk alone.

Walk on, walk on
With hope in your hearts
And you'll never walk alone

You'll never walk alone

Poor Scouser Tommy

Mel: Poor Scouser Tommy

Let me tell you a story ‘bout 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.
Now they put him in a highland division,
Sent him off to a far foreign land,
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands,
There was nothing to see but the sand.
Now the battle it started next morning,
Under the Lybian sun,
I remember the poor Scouser Tommy
Who was shot by an old nazi gun.
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying,
With the blood flushing out of his head, [of his head]
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying,
These were the last words he said.

Oh I am a Liverpudlian
And I come from the Spion Kop,
I like to sing, I like to shout
I get thrown out a lot.
We 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’ve won the league, we’ve won the cup
And we’ve been to Europe too,
We played the toffies for a laugh,
And we left them feeling blue, five - nil.

Fields of Anfield Road

Mel: Fields of Athenry 

Outside the Shankly Gates
I heard a Kopite calling
Shankly they have taken you away
but you left the great eleven
Just before you went to heaven
And the redmen are still playing the same way 

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All round the fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched the king Kenny play, [and could he play]
Stevie Heighway on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
Now it’s glory round the fields of Anfield Road 

Outside the Paisley Gates
I heard a Kopite calling
Paisley they have taken you away
But you led the great eleven
Back in Rome in ’77
And the Redmen are still playing the same way 

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Beside the Hillsborough flame
I heard a Kopite calling
Why’d so many taken on that day
hough justice has never been done
The memory will carry on
And there’ll be glory round the fields of Anfield Road 

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We love you Liverpool

Mel: We Love You Liverpool

Shankly was our hero he showed us how to play
The mighty reds of Europe are out to win today
He made a team of champions with every man a king
And every game we love to win and this is why we sing 

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We love you Liverpool, we do
We love you Liverpool, we do
We love you Liverpool, we do
Oh Liverpool we love you 

Clemence is our goalie the best there is around
And Keegan is the greatest that Shankly ever found
Heighway is our favourite the wizard of the game
And here’s the mighty Toshack to do it once again

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We’ve won the league, we’ve won the cup, we’re masters of the game
And just to prove how good we are we’ll do it once again
We’ve got another team to beat and so we’ve got to try
Cos we’re the best in all the land and that’s the reason why

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