[00:06.92]Can I tell you the story of a poor boy,
[00:12.02]Who was sent far away from his home,
[00:16.06]To fight for his king and his country,
[00:20.31]And also the old folks back home
[00:28.92]They put him in a highland division,
[00:33.39]Sent him off to a far foreign land,
[00:37.51]Where the flies swarm around in their thousands,
[00:41.75]There's nothing to see but the sand.
[00:46.16]Now the battle that started next morning,
[00:54.56]Under the Libyan sun,
[00:58.86]I remember our poor Scouser Tommy,
[01:03.10]Who was shot by an old Nazi gun
[01:11.63]As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying dying),
[01:15.83]With the blood gushing out of his head
[01:19.98]As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying dying),
[01:24.38]These were the last words he said:
[01:32.49]Oooooh, I am a Liverpudlian,
[01:38.01]and I come from the Spion Kop,
[01:42.12]I like to sing, I like to chant,
[01:46.71]I go there quite a lot .
[01:50.63]Support a team, that plays in red,
[01:54.79]A team that we all know,
[01:59.11]A team that we call “Liverpool”,
[02:03.16]And to glory we will go.
[02:07.50]We've won the league, we've won the cup,
[02:10.08]We've been to Europe too,
[02:11.77]We played the Toffees for a laugh,
[02:13.94]And left them feeling blue
[02:15.54]Five Nil !
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