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A Liverbird Upon My Chest (Liverpool FC Song)

All of The Liverpool FC Song & Video here:    • You'll Never Walk Alone (Liverpool FC Anthem)   Lyrics: 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 We are the men, 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 We are the men, 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 A Liverbird upon my chest We are the men, 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 on Wembley Way We're full of smiles and joy and glee It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3 A Liverbird upon my chest We are the men, 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 on Wembley Way Those Evertonians are feeling blue It's Liverpool 3 and Everton 2 A Liverbird upon my chest We are the men, of Shankly's best A team that plays the Liverpool way And wins the championship in May And as we sang round Goodison Park With crying blues all in a nark They're probably crying still at Liverpool 5 and Everton nil. A Liverbird upon my chest We are the men, of Shankly's best A team that plays the Liverpool way And wins the championship in May 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 Liverbird upon my chest We are the men, 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 A Liverbird upon my chest We are the men, 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 Ninety six Friends, we all shall miss And all the Kopites want justice