Where are the lads Oh father why are you so sad, Your face so pale and fraught, When all us reds are proud and glad Of the team that we support. Oh son I see in memory?s view Days of long ago you see, When we cheered and sang And from the Kop there rang, Songs of Liverpool FC. *CHORUS Where are the lads who stood with me At Milan and Etienne ? Oh it grieves me that I will never see The Spion Kop again. From Cantril Farm the call to arms Was heard by one and all, And from Garston came brave young men To answer Shankly?s call. I think of them at St Etienne Who made the rafters shake, And in 65, they brought the Kop alive And made poor Inter quake. *CHORUS Where are the lads who stood with me At Milan and Etienne ? Oh it grieves me that I will never see The Spion Kop again. And so my son I?ve told you why On this dark day I sigh, As I recall great players all From the glory days gone by. Who played before the greatest fans Their singing never stopped, Oh they sang and cheered and Liverpool revered On the mighty Spion Kop. *CHORUS Where are the lads who stood with me At Milan and Etienne ? Oh it grieves me that I will never see The Spion Kop again.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 14:18:01 +0000