Sorry Sammy I feel you should be in there with Heighway.

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 the 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.

SCOUSER TOMMY

Let me tell you a 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 swarmed around in their thousands

and there's nothing to see but the sand.

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,

with the blood gushing 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 chant,

I go there quite a lot (every week).

I support a team that plays in red,

a team that we all know.

A team that we call LIVERPOOL,

to glory we will go.

We've won the league,

we've won the cup,

we've been to Europe to,

we played The Toffees for a laugh

and we left them feeling blue.

Five-nil !! One-two, One-two-three, One-two-three-four, five-nil !!

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