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A WEE BHOYS DREAM

Well I dreamt I scored the winning goal, for the team I supported since I was a boy
I ran to the Jungle with my hands in the air like Bobby Lennox or Yogi Bear
and the jungle swelled and the scarves flew high, I was sure I could hear my Daddy cry
the fans all chanted out my name in the floodlit park in the Glasgow rain.

I was only dreaming, dreaming, dreaming I played for Celtic.
Dreaming, dreaming I played for Celtic.

With the atmosphere and the TV crews, and my name been mentioned on the news
standing beside big Jock Stein, I was a hero in that famous team
then my mamma called from just outside, my bedroom door that snowy night
I woke to the sound of my mamma's call, and the pictures on my bedroom wall.

I was only dreaming, dreaming, dreaming I played for Celtic.
I was only dreaming, dreaming I played for Celtic.

Well there isn't a boy in this world today, who doesn't dream about his heroes
like being able to fly like superman or being a pop star with the screaming fans.

Now many years on from the good old days, I look at Celtic park and all of the change
it's not the same as it was for me, in the cold winter nights of the old sixties
then I ask me son does he ever dream about playing for his favourite team
he said Daddy I run with my hands held high, I'm Henrik Larsson and I ask him why
he said, I've just scored a goal its number 4 and the good times are knocking on our door
I can see the flags of white and green and Marin O'Neil jumping like a bean
and the fans are crying out my name; please don't take my Larsson away
I looked up to row 53, and I could see you looking down on me
I was sure you had a tear in your eye, and from heaven I could hear my grandad cry

I was only Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of playing for Celtic.
I was only dreaming, dreaming I played for Celtic.

Daddy I was only dreaming......

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ALBERT KIDD

T’was a Saturday in May 1986 the day that the nightmare began
We were odds on to win the League and Celtic were 6/1
Auld Reekie was buzzing and the tickets were scarce as champions elect we would be
We had a few drinks, and sang a few songs, then headed off to play Dundee.
  
Twelve o’clock noon and the buses arrived in a fleet of a thousand or more
We promised our friends we would bring back the League, not knowing what lay in store
As our bus made its way up Gorgie Road, our new song we sang it with pride
One o’clock came and the last bus pulled out, t’was the day our lovely team died.

The scarves and banners they crack in the wind, as we tear up the A85
We felt so excited we just had to win, it felt good just being alive
Our buses we left in Tannadice St, as we all crammed into the ground
Three o’clock came and the whistle was blown, Dens Park was a great wall of sound.

The Jam Tarts attacked and we hit the post a young lad beside us he faints
Half time came soon and the score line was blank, but Celtic put four past the Saints
Oh surely to God we’ll keep Dundee out and brother just think if we did
We’d be the champions for the first time in years, but then up stepped Albert Kidd.

Kidd scored again and so did the Celts, and we held our heads in despair
No one believed that we’d lost the League, with just seven minutes to spare
Some of our players fled in dismay, and looked for a good place to hide
We stood around, helpless confused, the day our lovely team died.
  
...but the name Albert Kidd lingers on.

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BHOYS AGAINST BIGOTRY

If you come from Belfast Town, Derry City, County Down
The Calton, Tullygally, or from Bray
you can come along and see 'Bhoys against Bhigotry'
but don’t you sing 'Boys of the Old Brigade'

Fergus has said no, those tunes will have to go
these Rebel songs no longer can be played
so we’ve made our self’s a pact, to polish up our act
so don’t you sing 'Boys of the Old Brigade'

You can sing of big Jock Brown, against the Famine and the Crown
'The Fields of Athenry' just makes the grade
you can sing 'Glen Daly’s' tone and 'You’ll Never Walk Alone'
but don’t you sing 'Boys of the Old Brigade'

The campaign’s under way, Pete McLean has had a say
a loyalist through and through it has been said
he has made a lot of cash, as he hides his Orange Sash
and he doesn’t know 'Boys of the Old Brigade'

So it’s no more 'Crossmaglen', 'Up the Ra', or 'Fenian Men'
'Sean South of Garryowen' must not be played
'The Broad Black Brimmer' has to go, 'Take it Down' and 'Say Hello'
and don’t you sing 'Boys of the Old Brigade'

So children, Mums and Dads, do not sing 'Where are the Lads'
who stood with me when history was made 
and don’t sing old 'Gradh Mo Croidhe' and how you long to see
to see the 'Boys of the Old Brigade'

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B.I.G.O.T.R.Y.

Donald Findlay QC is an ugly man, and is dumb as any dam kid
And when you mention I.R.A. he dam near flips his lid
Words like T.A.I.G. taig, or C.E.L.T. Celt
these are words that make his funny wig and sideburns melt.
 
(chorus)
Because his B.I.G.O.T.R.Y. became final today
Because he sang about the T.I.Ms and then he ran away
That’s why I’ve spelt some of these words, so as the Huns can’t speak
And that’s why we are going to win the L.E.A.G.U.E. League.

And then came Jock Brown’s brother Craig, a loyalist through and through
He sang song like F.T.P. and now he’s trying to sue
He denies singing any songs about the Pope, the Provos or the Papes
The silly little man doesn’t know that his girlfriend got a T.A.P.E. Tape.

(chorus)
 
And then came big John Greig me boys, plane for all to see
Mimicking a flute with a big screw top with some Huns from Bramalea
That’s why I’ve spelt out some of these words, so as the Huns will never naf
Words like T.I.O.C.F.A.I.D.H. Tiocfaidh Ar La.
 
(chorus)

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BIG JOCK STEIN

From a Lanarkshire town, came a man of great renown
Received an education, working under-ground
A bevan boy by trade, he worked and then he played
With Albion Rovers, he soon made the grade.

(chorus)
Because Jock Stein was a man, who was always in command
He didn’t give a damn if you’re a Billy or a Dan
He was the greatest ever seen, an he love the Bhoys in green
Jock Stein, was a Celtic fan. 
 
For seven years or more, he made the Rovers roar
Then in 1950, he set out to explore
In Wales he settled down, with Llanelli Town
When he started full time football, a new lease of life was found.
 
chorus
 
In 51 of late, a simple twist of fate
Brought him back to Scotland, and through the Parkhead gates
To captain he progressed, and he brought some great success
The double and the Coronation Cup with us he blessed.
 
chorus
 
He crossed the Country wide, to a new Dunfermline side
He brought them Scottish glory, and a European pride
He moved to Hibs, and then to Paradise again
Soon the trophy’s started coming again and again.

chorus
  
13 years had gone, big Jock he move on
He won the European Cup in Lisbon in the sun
With 9 flags in a row, and silverware galore
And a whole generation was sad to see him go.
  
chorus
 
To Elland Road was bound, but he never settled down
The Scottish fans were calling him back to his native town 
Then in 1985, we last saw Jock alive 
But he left us special memories right up until he died.
 
chorus

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BOBBY MURDOCH

A soft day in springtime, a lark in the morning
the 15th of May, news I switched on
the radio told me, of my boyhood hero
he told me that Bobby to heaven had gone.
 
Bold Bobby Murdoch the darling of Parkhead
Bold Bobby Murdoch died with a smile
he was the heart of the great Lisbon Lions
to Bold Bobby Murdoch we say, Slan Go Foill.
 
The news traveled over, a stunned Scottish people
gone was the man who loved Celtic so well
a family man both loving and caring
and all of your friends bid a fond farewell.
 
Bold Bobby Murdoch the darling of Parkhead
Bold Bobby Murdoch died with a smile
he was the heart of the great Lisbon Lions
to Bold Bobby Murdoch we say, Slan Go Foill.
 
So goodbye to Ronnie, to Jim and to Tommy
to Billy and John I must close my eyes
farewell to Jinky, to Willie and Stevie
to Bertie and Bobby in dear paradise.
 
Bold Bobby Murdoch the darling of Parkhead
Bold Bobby Murdoch died with a smile
he was the heart of the great Lisbon Lions
to Bold Bobby Murdoch we say, Slan Go Foill.

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BILLY McNEILL

We all know Billy McNeill, he was the Celtic club captain 
known to all as Caesar, and a perfect gentleman 
he signed in the 50s, with number 5 upon his back 
his last game was a Hampden, and the Scottish cup came back.

Chorus: 
He's our greatest club captain the King motivator   
a mentor, a manager, a Celtic folk hero
with the first team in Britain to be champions of Europe 
Still now, Billy McNeill, he's the man.

I know Billy McNeill, saw him just the other day
walking into to Paradise in usual chest out way 
always polite to everybody and they never ask for more 
to every Celtic supporter, he's Mr Celtic to the core.

Lets go back to Lisbon, on that sunny day in May 
the year was 67' and the cup was won that day   
as Billy stood up high there with the Cup held in his hand
the name of Glasgow Celtic was heard throughout the land.

Chorus
I know Billy McNeill, saw him only yesterday 
we got talking about the good old times and how it used to be
he told me of his 9 league flags and his 7 Scottish cups
and his famous nights in Europe and his love for his dear club.

Chorus

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CELTIC OVER ALL

In 1888 me boys a group of Irish men 
Had formed a brand new Football team in Glasgow’s dark East End
And Brother Walfrid then addressed them in St. Mary’s hall
He said Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All
  
The Rangers club the came to open dear old Paradise 
And Neil McCallum scored the first and then they realised 
The game was o’er and then James Kelly handed him the ball
He said Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All
  
In 1892 the cup was won on Ibrox soil 
The Queens Park team had no reply, they met with big Dan Doyle 
We celebrated all night long the Irish one and all 
We sang Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All
  
The early 20th century saw Glasgow Celtic win 
Six flags in a row, with Sommers, Loney, Hays and Quinn 
Napoleon and the Icicle with Adams big and tall 
Sang Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All 
  
The war to end all wars was on but Celtic did not sigh 
The Easter rising of 16 had kept our spirits high 
With Sonny Jim and Charlie Shaw and sniper Jim McColl 
Singing Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All 
  
Those bigots from the SFA were plain to be seen 
They tried to take away our flag of orange white and green 
The banner stays Sir Robert says in answer to our call 
He said Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All
  
Bill Shankly said to Stein one afternoon in Lisbon town 
Hey Jock now your immortal with your European crown
All Glasgow was a sea of green that night as I recall 
We sang Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All

Now in a new millennium we’re yearning for a team
To match our brand new stadium, I hope it’s not a dream
Oh Gradh mo Croidhe, I long to see the writing on the wall 
Saying Celtic first and Celtic last and Celtic Over All

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DEDICATED

We seek him here we seek him there
never to find is very rare
you can go to any single country in the world
and you'll find Dedicated followers of Celtic.
 
Yes you can look, in Dublin town
Australia too or County Down
the Timaloy is found in every street in every town
cause he's a Dedicated follower of Celtic.
 
Oh yes he is (Oh yes he is) Oh yes he is (Oh yes he is)
 
County Clare to Singapore or China
America or Canada you'll find him
he'll never hide his colours cause these colours they don't run
and he's a Dedicated follower of Celtic.
 
Oh yes he is (Oh yes he is) Oh yes he is (Oh yes he is)
 
In Germany or Holland and in Norway
in all the towns like Donegal or Marseille
Glasgow town is where he's bound to watch the famous hoops
cause he's a Dedicated follower of Celtic.
 
Throughout the years, we've had our times
9 in a row, with Buckfast Wine
1967 is the year we all love best
cause we are Dedicated followers of Celtic.
 
The greatest team, we've ever seen
The Lisbon Lions with big Jock Stein
now a new millennium with Martin on the throne
and he's a Dedicated follower of Celtic.
 
Oh yes he is (Oh yes he is) Oh yes he is (Oh yes he is)
 
We seek him here we seek him there
never to find is very rare
you can go to any single country in the world
and you'll find Dedicated followers of Celtic

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DRUNKEN DUNCAN

Poor old Duncan Ferguson’s a man of great renown
He played against the Teddy Bears in dear old Dundee town
Now Walter was defiant, he signed this gentle giant
So he donned the red white and the blue
As Jim McLean stood waving, £4 million a saving
He shouted out to Duncan, Too Ra Loo.

Now Duncan had a reputation on and off the park
He liked to go out disco dancing especially after dark
But during all his funking, we called him Drunken Duncan
Then big Duncan off the handle flew
Oh I see your not a Fenian, so the Judge said I’ll be lenient
Go back and play for Rangers, Too Ra Loo.

The young men from Kirkcaldy they came to Govan Town
And Duncan’s big bad temper now was sure to let him down
Jock McStay said, your no worth four million so he nutted him a dull yin
And Jock McStay his face was black and blue
Big Duncan’s reputation cost him his occupation
So they kicked out of Ibrox, Too Ra Loo.

Alas for Human kindness every doggie has it day
And Duncan had to pay the price for butting Jock McStay
The magistrate Mawhinnie, he sent him to Barlinnie
And he had to share a cell with Burnie too
So let’s sing in jubilation, Farewell to this Freemason
To poor old Drunken Duncan,Too Ra Loo.

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EIRE GIRL

Way on the other side of the Liffy, deep in the bustle of Ireland
I met a young girl; she looked mighty fine, long red hair and green Irish eyes

Standing on a corner near the famous GPO
She asked is there some place we could go
She was collecting her thoughts as I stood by
She was looking for change and so was I

(chorus)  Eire Girl

She was an Irish girl, I fell in love with her she wrote her number on the back of my hand
I called her up I was all out of breath I said, come hear me play in my wee Celtic band
I took a shower and I put on my best blue jeans, I picked her up in my new VW van
She wore a Celtic top with nothing underneath, I said Hi she yes I guess I am

chorus

We had a little time, my mouth was mega dry, and we had a few drinks in a pub on the main street
I had a few Pints, she had a few wines, we got a little closer and she told me she liked me

I had a gig in the old Hibernian hall,
It was a dance for a charity I recall 
She was singing along to all the songs
She just smiled and I knew I can’t go wrong

chorus

Saw her the next day but I had to go away told her I’d see her if I ever came back here
I’m heading out of town going up to County Down, playing in Downpatrick for the boys in the GA

Dropped in to Belfast on the way to the boat
Had to stop for a pint for the sake of my throat
I got talking to another Irish girl
She was her best friend and she said oh what the hell

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FIRST TIME

My story goes way back to the 60s
When I first went across the Irish Sea
I was on a summer break with my family
It was all so very new and strange to me.

As we settled in our digs way down in Dublin
Taking in the streets and the cobble stones
Thinking about the songs that the Irish people sing
Like Molly Malone, Sean Sabhat from Garryowen.

I remember a man and my dad talking
He was asking him were his accent was from
Then I heard him say something that I would hear again
And now I’ve heard it said so many times you know.

(Chorus)
He said is this the first time you’ve been to Ireland
I think I’ve seen your face before my friend you know
He said is this the first time you’ve been to Ireland
Well I hope we meet again before you go.

Well it took me a few years to go back there
Now I think I’ve been a hundred time or more
From Galway to Kilkenny and all around the coast
Everywhere I go I hear these words you know.

chorus

Now I’m sitting on a bar stool here in Glasgow
Sipping a jar and thinking about going home
Then I met a man from Ireland, he’s over for the game
We got talking about the famous Celtic show

He said to me have you ever been to Ireland
Have you ever been across the Irish sea
He said to me have you ever been to Ireland
Have you ever seen the 40 shades of green

I said is this the first time you’ve been to Glasgow
I think I’ve seen your face before my friend you know
I said is this the first time you’ve been to Glasgow
Well I hope we meet again before you go.

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FOUR LEAF CLOVER 2

When I was just a little boy
One Christmas morn I leapt with joy
I saw what Santa brought for me
A Celtic jersey under the tree.

(chorus)  
With a Four Leaf Clover on my breast
And the Green and White across my chest
It's such a joy for us to see
For they play football the Celtic way.

One Wednesday evening when all was dark
My Daddy took me to Celtic Park
To see the Bhoys in Green and White
In a floodlit sky such a perfect site.

(chorus)
  
And through my youth the passion grew
And I was faithful through and through
Through good and bad times I watched my team
I've played my part in the Celtic dream.

(chorus)
  
And now I've children of my own
In the Celtic way oh they have grown
I'm filled with pride when I see them dressed
With a Four Leaf Clover on their chest
 
(chorus)

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GAZZA

Bairds Bar called when they got the word
they said "I suppose you've heard"
about Gazza.
 
Well I went to the telly and I stuck up the text
I said to myself well what the hell next
the huns have gone and signed
a Geordie prick.
 
Oh I don't know why he's signing or what he's going to do
I guess he's trying to put Mikhailitchenko on the bru
cause for 24 years we've been laughing like hell at Gazza.
(Gazza...who the f**k is Gazza)
 
24 years waiting for a treat
to slag him from the Gallowgate when the he begins to greet
yeah for 24 years we've been laughing like hell at Gazza.
(Gazza...who the f**k is Gazza)
 
We grew up together Gazza and Jim
he was an arsehole I was a TIM
me and Gazza
 
Now I know he's fat and he weighs a tonne
but I never thought he'd become a hun
fat boy Gazza.
 
Oh I don't know why he's signing or what he's going to do
I guess he's trying to put Mikhailitchenko on the bru
cause for 24 years we've been laughing like hell at Gazza.
(Gazza...who the f**k is Gazza)
 
24 years waiting for a treat
to slag him from the Gallowgate when the poof begins to greet
yeah for 24 years we've been laughing like hell at Gazza.
(Gazza...who the f**k is Gazza)

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HEY DICK

Hey Dick you look so sad
with your hairpiece and your black crombie
you fit in with most of all of the bears
ugly and fat you looked like a zombie.

Big Eck you were so sad
you'd a bad team and we were better
remember the name's of Martin O'Neill
Larsson and Lennon, you just can't get better

Any time you want some pain
Rangers just say, we'll mention a manager called
Paul Le Guen!
Don't you know he was a fool
who went mental
spent all of your money from
David Murray!
 
Na Na Naa Naa Na Na Naa!

Celtic, the champions!
you have made your supporters happy
so come on all you bhoys and ghirls
let's celebrate and let's have a party.
 
Naa Naa Naa na na na Celtic...
you know the rest...

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INTER MILAN

We all set out from Glasgow town, from London and from County Down
Cork, New York and Dublin from Boston and Chicago
We all got on the aeroplanes and all Italia’s greatest names
Landed up in Portugal to take on Glasgow Celtic
Everything was going to plan, when Glasgow Celtic beat Inter Milan.

It being on the 25th of May, the kids all had a holiday
The sun was shining down and all the windows they were open
Some listened on the radio some watched the famous TV show
Everyone was praying we'd be champions of Europe
We sang throughout the land, when Glasgow Celtic beat Inter Milan.

Celtic went out to attack, but soon got caught out at the back
Up stepped big Mazzola to slot away a penalty
Celtic rallied to the call but Sarti coped well with the ball
And Inter were so fortunate to be one up at half time
They said catch us if you can when Glasgow Celtic beat Inter Milan.

The second half got under way, the Celts put on a great display
Of attacking football that made Inter run for cover
Gemmell brought us level and the cup was surely settled
When a shot from Bobby Murdoch was deflected in by Chalmers
Now the score line read two wan, when Glasgow Celtic beat Inter Milan.

We all went out to celebrate, the bus came down the Gallowgate
Then on to Celtic Park to hail a lorry load of heroes
The European Cup displayed, the Celts they gave a victory wave
And everyone was singing we’re the champions of Europe
And Jock Stein is the man, when Glasgow Celtic beat Inter Milan.

When Glasgow Celtic Beat Inter Milan
When Glasgow Celtic Beat Inter Milan
Two Wan!

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IRISH CHRISTMAS WISH

My story goes way back to the 60s
When I first went across the Atlantic Sea
I was on a Christmas break with my family
It was all so very new and strange to me.

As we settled in our digs downtown Manhattan
We were sipping a beer and chatting in an Irish bar
Thinking about the songs that America Irish sing
Like Molly Malone and Whiskey in the Jar

I remember a man and my dad talking
He was asking him were his accent was from
Then I heard him say something never thought I would hear again
Now I’ve heard it said so many times you know.

(Chorus)
He said, I wish I was home in Ireland for Christmas
He said, I miss the Emerald Isle my friend you know
He said I wish I was home in Ireland for Christmas
Let's have a drink to the good ole times back home

Well it took me a few years to go back there
Now I think I’ve settle down in the USA
I’ve lived Philly and Chicago and all around the coast
But at Christmas time it’s these words I always say

chorus

Now I’m sitting on a bar stool here in New York
Sipping a jar and thinking about going home
Then I meet a man from Ireland, he’s over on a break
We get talking about a famous Broadway show

He said to me have you ever been to Ireland
Have you ever been across the Irish Sea
He said to me have you ever been to Ireland
Have you ever seen the 40 shades of green?

I said
chorus

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JOHNNY DOYLE

I’ve travelled round these islands, from shore to shining shore
I’ve met so many heroes from the team that I adore
I followed Glasgow Celtic, from Lisbon to Aberdeen
But I always remember Johnny Doyle in the Green.

He came from Ayr United, to join his favourite team
To play for Glasgow Celtic, would fulfill his dream
Around about St. Patrick’s Day, signed by Big Jock Stein
He played only for the jersey, Johnny Doyle in the Green.

(chorus)
And Johnny Doyle told me, not long before he died
He said I love my Glasgow Celtic
Because I'm just a Celtic boy.

In Europe 1980, we all know what Johnny did
He capped a great performance, against Real Madrid
He rose with two defenders, to win the ball so clean
With Sabido and Camacho, was John Doyle in the Green.

chorus
 
So in your prayers remember, a gallant Celtic son
His young life cut so cruelly, in 1981
The nineteenth of October, turned a gray and rainy day
And then I heard John Doyle, had sadly passed away.

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LORD OF THE WING

He was Born in Viewpark 1944
The Celts were soon knocking upon his door
He became the one the fans adore
He had ever defender on the floor

and he loved the Celtic with all his heart and soul

He came from School with his flame red hair
A Celt through and through with out a care
When he was on the ball the fans would stare
At his skill and cheek and his natural flare

and he loved the Celtic with all his heart and soul

(Chorus)
I would sing, wee Jimmy Johnstone on the wing
Jimmy Jimmy Johnstone on the ball, in our hearts he was best of all
I would sing, wee Jimmy Johnstone lord of the wing
Jimmy Jimmy Johnstone we’ll not forget, hey Jimmy will we see your likes again.

His first game was March 1963
When he played his first game for his favourite team
He was proud to wear the hoops of green
He was the greatest Celt there’s ever been

and he love the Celtic with all my heart and soul

chorus

He drove Jock mad with banter and crack,
He never would defend always attack
He would beat his man he had the knack
Bravery was an actual fact

and he I love the Celtic with all my heart and soul

chorus

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RAISED ON CELTIC

(chorus)   I was raised on Celtic, their history and their pride
With my culture and my faith, I wear the green & white.

I have travelled the path where generations walked
And read of legends who played at Celtic park
I have tasted victory with this famous club
And drowned my sorrows in many an Irish pub

And I walk with pride down Parkhead’s way
And with my Fathers ghost I sit and watch the Celtic play
I am such a lucky man today to be brought up in this world the Celtic way

chorus

Now you’ve heard about the four leaf clover 
The one that’s on the Celtic crest
Cause it means so much to a Celtic fan 
every time you pull it over your head

The first leaf is for brother Walfrid
The guardian of Celtic men
He fed the poor of Irish stock in Glasgow’s old east end

chorus

The second leaf is for big Jock Stein
He took the Glasgow Celtic up
To face the mighty of Europe 
And we won the European cup

The third leaf is for the Celtic fans
With the passion in our eyes
Cause we’ve grown up with all the memories underneath a Celtic sky

chorus

The forth leaf is for our children
And memories that we will pass on
With our music and stories we will carry on the Celtic bond

Then they can tell their children
All the things that they have learned
Cause just like us they’re the lucky ones to be brought up a Celtic fan

chorus

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SEVILLE

Was in the month of May 2003, when the Boys in green were on their way to Spain
Mums and Dads boys and girls, Granddads Grannies buckets spades, beach balls lilos all came out to play

(Chorus)
We all had a party Seville - olé, with the Glasgow Celtic green and white brigade
We all had a party Seville - olé, we were singing Glasgow Celtic all the way

Eighty thousand Celtic fans banners hats and beer cans, singing laughing dancing every day
Sleeping rough on the beach sharing flats with smelly feet, banners draped from every balcony

chorus

In the park on Tuesday night one 100 degrees it was alright, Charlie & the Bhoys we rocked the town
With fifteen thousand revelers clapping hands stamping feet, they never let the mad heat get us down

chorus

Up the road the next day the music carried on in Spain, such a sight Seville has never seen
Come on the Hoops was the cry and o' boy did we comply, we turned that town into a sea of green

chorus

They were watching Easterners and we were on a bender, we’re still spending Euros and they're no
I only wish the score was right most of us we cried that night, but the Glasgow Celtic still put on a show

chorus

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THE GLASGOW IRISH

I was born in Glasgow and was raised the Irish way
and I sure know wrong from right
but there is one thing I can never understand
what's wrong with living here and loving Ireland?

Chorus
I'll sing this song for Ireland
cause I'm a Glasgow Irishman
I'd love to see old Ireland free, I know one day it's gonna be
so I sing for Ireland.

I first went to Ireland in the year of 65'
it was a green and pleasant land
I thought about my Grandad, in the bad good old days
and how he struggled just to work and get some pay. So...

Chorus (twice)

The day will come when Ireland free and peace returns again
and it's not so long away
You'll know the choice you made was definitely right
when you can go out... come safely home at night.

Chorus

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THE SPIRIT OF CELTIC

We are Scottish, we love Glasgow Celtic
we follow our team, everywhere they go
we are part of, the famous Celtic family
and we know, there's gonna to be a show.

We are Irish, we love Glasgow Celtic
we have travelled, all around the World
we love our country, our rivers and our mountains
and we love to watch the Celtic show.

Celtic, the greatest team in Europe
and it's a joy to follow you
Celtic, and our Four Leaf Clover
we will fly the flag for you
and it's a joy to follow you.

We are Scottish, we love Glasgow Celtic
we follow our team, everywhere they go
we are part of, the famous Celtic family
and we know, there's gonna to be a show.

Celtic, the greatest team in Europe
and it's a joy to follow you
Celtic, and our Four Leaf Clover
we will fly the flag for you
and it's a joy to follow you, yes it's joy
to follow you...

You are our team,
you are our team,
Celtic, you are our team,
Celtic, you are our team.

Celtic, the greatest team in Europe
and it's a joy to follow you
Celtic, and our Lisbon Lions
we will fly the flag for you
Celtic, the greatest team in Europe
it's a joy to follow you
Celtic, and our Four Leaf Clover
we will fly the flag for you
cause it's a joy, to follow you
yes it's a joy, to follow you
yes it's a joy, to follow you

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TOMMY BURNS

Celtic park stands quiet
As the flags fly in the spring time breeze
And the spirits of Brother Walfrid
Embraces the faithful tears

The news was out that Tommy Burns
Had passed away in the early hours
And the shrine it builds and builds outside
The doors of Celtic Park

He was a man, a family man, a Calton man, a Celtic fan
He was adored, by everyone, from the wealthy clan, to the working man
He kept his faith in the Lord above, but his brave fight it was at an end
Well Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up there

His prayers they got answered
When as a boy he got his chance
To play for Glasgow Celtic
And to fill his dreams and his romance

Now in the sky over Paradise
There is a bright and shining star
For a Calton bhoy called Tommy Burns
He lived forever in our hearts

Everyone has a story
Of when they met the Bhoy, TB
He'd be singing Mac the Knife
Or working for some charity

He would never pass a Celtic fan
Without a smile or a shake of hand
We'll remember you in song
Our friend, Tommy Burns

I say Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up there

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WILLIE MALEY

Willie Maley was his name
he brought some great names to the game
when he was the boss at Celtic Park
he taught them how to play football
he made the greatest of them all
Gallacher and Quinn have left their mark.
 
(chorus)
And they gave us James McGrory and Paul McStay
they gave us Johnstone, Tully, Murdoch, Auld and Hay
and most of the football greats
have past through Parkheads gates
for to play football the Glasgow Celtic way.
 
In 38 there was a show Glasgow was the place to go
a model of the tower was footballs prize
England sent 4 of the best
they didn't meet with much success
cause the trophy ended up in paradise.
 
chorus
 
Coronation time was here 53 that was the year
another 4 from England met there doom
they said we'll have to try again
but like before it was in vain
because the cup is in the Parkhead trophy room.
 
 chorus
 
And then in 1957 we faced a guy called Gorgie Nevin
the game is etched on every Celtic fan
Wilson, Mochan and Mc Phail
and Willie Fernie scored as well
as Celtic beat the Rangers 7-1.
 
chorus
 
So 10 years they had gone and so
to Portugal we had to go, to play the team that Italy adore
Celtic went out to attack
they won the big cup and they brought it back
it's the first time it had been on British shores.
 
chorus
 
And now a new Millennium we have a brand new stadium
We're amongst the honours once again
The Celtic fans did proudly sing
Larsson is the King of Kings
and he joins the list of famous Celtic men!

chorus

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All lyrics by Jimmy Grease apart from Albert Kidd, Bobby Murdoch, Celtic Over All and Bog Jock Stein.

Lyrics for Our Friend Tommy Burns and Raised on Celtic co written with Daniel Donagh.

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