A small selection of Liverpool FC songs from the massive repertoire of the Kop.
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
Is 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 heart
And you’ll never walk alone
You’ll never walk alone
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 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 swarm around in their thousands
And there’s nothing to see but the sand
In a battle that started next morning
Under a Libyan sun
I remember that poor Scouser Tommy
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun
As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying dying)
With the blood gushing out of his head (of his head)
As he lay on the battle field dying (dying dying)
These were the last words that he said…
Oh I am a Liverpudlian
I come from the Spion Kop
I like to sing, I like to shout
I get thrown out quite a lot (every week)
We support the team that’s dressed 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
We’ve been to Europe too
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 !
Rush scored one
Rush scored two
Rush scored three
And Rush scored four!
(sung to the tune of the traditional song, “The Fields of Athenry”)
Outside the Shankly Gates
I heard a Kopite calling
Shankly they have taken you away
But you left a great eleven
Before you went to heaven
Now it’s glory round the Fields of Anfield Road.
All round the Fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched the King Kenny play
(and he could play)
We had Heighway on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
Of the glory round the Fields of Anfield Road
Outside the Paisley Gates
I heard a Kopite calling
Paisley they have taken you away
You led the great eleven
Back in Rome in seventy-seven
And the Redmen they are still playing the same way
All round the Fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched the King Kenny play
(and he could play)
We had Heighway on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
Of the glory round the Fields of Anfield Road
To Rome the Redmen came
By road, by rail, by plane
To see the Scousers lift the Euro Cup
Big Tommy done the chore and even managed to score
And the memory it will live for evermore
All round the Fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched the King Kenny play
(and he could play)
We had Heighway on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
Of the glory round the Fields of Anfield Road
(To the tune of “When Johnny Comes Marching Home”. Liverpool won their first FA Cup in 1965 after beating Leeds 2-1 at Wembley on May 1st. They had also beaten Chelsea 2-0 at Villa Park in the semi-final.)
While on the bus to Villa Park – Haroo! Haroo!
I heard my mate make this remark – Haroo! Haroo!
We made poor Chelsea weep and ill
It’s Liverpool 2 and Chelsea 0
and we’ll all get blind drunk when Liverpool win the Cup!
So here’s to Lawrence, Byrne St John, – Haroo! Haroo!
Milne and Yeats and Stevenson – Haroo! Haroo!
Hunt and Thompson – what a man,
Lawler Smith and Callaghan,
and we’ll all get blind drunk when Liverpool win the Cup!
For the Liverpool lads raise your glass – Haroo! Haroo!
To Stevenson who made the pass – Haroo! Haroo!
Thompson had them in a trance,
Bonetti never stood a chance,
And we’ll all get blind drunk when Liverpool win the Cup!
It’s Wembley on the first of May – Haroo! Haroo!
It’s Leeds United Labour Day – Haroo! Haroo!
We’ll be there to cheer Bill Shankly’s side,
And bring the Cup to Merseyside,
And we’ll all get blind drunk when Liverpool win the Cup!
And if it’s a draw you’ll hear us moan,
Lets use the coin that beat Cologne,
And we’ll all get blind drunk when Liverpool win the Cup!