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Can I tell you the story of a poor boy, |
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Who was sent far away from his home, |
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To fight for his king and his country, |
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And also the old folks back home |
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They put him in a highland division, |
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Sent him off to a far foreign land, |
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Where the flies swarm around in their thousands, |
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There's nothing to see but the sand. |
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Now the battle that started next morning, |
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Under the Libyan sun, |
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I remember our poor Scouser Tommy, |
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Who was shot by an old Nazi gun |
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As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying dying), |
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With the blood gushing out of his head |
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As he lay on the battlefield dying (dying dying), |
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These were the last words he said: |
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Oooooh, I am a Liverpudlian, |
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and I come from the Spion Kop, |
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I like to sing, I like to chant, |
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I go there quite a lot . |
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Support a team, that plays in red, |
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A team that we all know, |
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A team that we call “Liverpool”, |
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And to glory we will go. |
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We've won the league, we've won the cup, |
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We've been to Europe too, |
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We played the Toffees for a laugh, |
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And left them feeling blue |
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Five Nil ! |
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