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The reds are coming up the hill

The reds are coming up the hill, boys
The reds are coming up the hill, boys
They all laugh at us, they all laugh at us
They all say our days are numbered
Born to be a Scouse
Victorious are we
If you wanna win the Cup, then you’d better hurry up
‘Cos Liverpool FC …
Glorious, victorious … etc …

We all live in a red and white KOP
(To the tune of `Yellow Submarine)

We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
(Repeat forever)

Red river valley

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 all the old folks back home
They put him in a second division
Sent him off to a far foreign field
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 Arabian sun
I remember the poor Scouser Tommy
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun
He lay on the battlefield dying
With the blood rushing out of his head
As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying
These were the last words he said
`Oh, I’m a Liverpudlian and I come from the Spion Kop
I like to sing, I like to shout and get thrown out quite a
lot (every week)
We support a team that’s dressed in red
It’s a team that you all know
It’s a team we call Li ver pool
And to glory we will go’

We won the League

We won the League, we won the League Cup
And we’ve been to Europe, too
We played the Toffees for a laugh
And left them feeling blue
1 0, 2 0, 3 0,4 0, 5 0

On a Saturday afternoon

On a Saturday afternoon
We support a team called Liverpool
And we sing until we drop
On the famous Spion Kop

You’ll Never Walk Alone

You’ll Never Walk Alone
With Hop in your hearts…

A supporter arrived at the ground one Saturday to find the place completely empty. He went to the office and asked an official,

‘What time does the match start?’

‘There’s no match today,’ replied the official.

‘But there must be!’ argued the fan. ‘It’s Saturday.’

‘I’m telling you there’s no match today,’ repeated the official.

‘But there’s always a match on Saturday afternoon,’ said the fan, ‘even if it’s only a reserves game.’

‘Watch my lips,’ shouted the irate official. ‘There is no M-A-T-F-C-H today!’

‘Well, for your information,’ the would-be spectator shouted back, ‘there’s no F in match.’,

‘That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!’ yelled the official.

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