Liverpool F.C. Song Sheet

You'll Never Walk Alone

When you walk through a storm,
Hold your head up high,
And don't be afraid of the dark.
At the end of a 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.

Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone.

The Fields Of Anfield Road

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.

Chorus:
All round the Fields of Anfield Road
Where once we watched King Kenny play (and could he play)
Stevie 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 11
Back in Rome in 77
And the redmen they're still playing the same way

Repeat Chorus

Beside the Hillsbrough flame
I heard a Kopite mourning
Why so many taken on that day,
Justice has never been done
But their memory will carry on
There'll be glory round the Fields of Anfield Road

Repeat Chorus

Poetry In Motion

We are Liverpool,
Tra la la la la
We are Liverpool,
Tra la la la la la
We are Liverpool,
Tra la la la la
We're the best football team in the land,
YES WE ARE!

Poetry in Motion
Tra la la la la
We are Liverpool,
Tra la la la la la
Poetry in Motion
Tra la la la la
We're the best football team in the land,
YES WE ARE!

Oh Campione

Ohh Campione,
The one and only,
We're Liverpool

They say our days are numbered,
We're not famous anymore,
But Scousers rule the country
like they've always done before

Ohh Campione
The one and only,
We're Liverpool

Shankly built a football team
That shook the Spion Kop
We've conquered all of Europe
And we're never gonna stop

Ohh Campione,
The one and only,
We're Liverpool

We're Gonna Win The League

We're gonna win the league,
We're gonna win the league,
And now you're gonna believe us,
And now you're gonna believe us,
And now you're gonna believe us,
We're gonna win the league.

We're gonna win the league,
We're gonna win the league,
And now you're gonna believe us,
And now you're gonna believe us,
And now you're gonna believe us,
We're gonna win the league.

Liverbird Upon My Chest

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.

Chorus:
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

Repeat Chorus

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

Repeat Chorus

Now on the glorious 10th of May
There's laughing reds down Wembley Way
We're full of smiles and joy and glee
It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3

Repeat Chorus

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

Repeat Chorus

And as we sang round Goodison Park
Four Ian Rush goals had made their mark
Those Evertonians are crying still
It's Liverpool 5 and Everton nil.

Repeat Chorus

Now 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

Repeat Chorus

Now back in 1965
When the great Bill Shankly was alive
We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1
When up pops the head of Ian St John

Repeat Chorus

On April 15th '89
What should have been a joyous time
Ninety six Friends, we all will miss
And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE)

Poor Scouser Tommy

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 an Arabian sun
I remember that poor Scouser Tommy
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun

As he lay on the battle field 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 he said...

Oh... I am a Liverpudlian
I come from the Spion Kop
I like to sing, I like to shout
I go there quite a lot
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!

Jurgen Klopp

Juuuuuuurrrrrgen Klopp Klopp Klopp
He's the new king of the Kop
Jurgen Klopp Klopp Klopp
He will take us to the top
Champions League, FA Cup
We will win the f***ing lot
With Jurgen Klopp Klopp Klopp
He's the new king of the Kop

Did The Ball Go In?

Did the ball go in?
Did the ball stay out?
In out, In out
The Kop had no doubt
We all went to Istanbul
And Chelsea went out
And that's what it's all about!
We're the European Champions
The European Champions
The European Champions
And that's what it's all about!
Did the ball go in?
Did the ball stay out?
In out, In out
The Kop had no doubt
We all went to Istanbul
And Chelsea went out
And that's what it's all about!
We're the European Champions
The European Champions
The European Champions
And that's what it's all about!

L-I-V

L-I-V
E-R-P
Double-O L
Liverpool FC
L-I-V
E-R-P
Double-O L
Liverpool FC
Liv-er-pool

And It's Liv Er Pool

Liverpool FC
We're by far the greatest team
The world has ever seen
And it's Liv er pool
Liverpool FC
We're by far the greatest team
The world has ever seen

London Bridge Is Falling Down

London Bridge is falling down
Falling down, falling down
London Bridge is falling down
Poor old Chelsea
Build it up with Red and White
Red and White
Red and White
Build it up with Red and White
Poor old Chelsea

Red And White Kop

On a Saturday afternoon
We support a team called Liverpool
And we sing until we drop
In a red and white Spion Kop
We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
We all live in a red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
A red and white Kop
In a town where I was born
Lived a man who sailed the seas
And he told me of his pride
They were a famous football team
So we trailed to Anfield Road,
Singing songs of victory
And there we found the holy ground,
Of our hero Bill Shankly
We all live in red and white Kop...

We Hate Nottingham Forest

We hate Nottingham Forest
We hate Everton too
We hate Man United
But Liverpool we love you
We hate Nottingham Forest
We hate Everton too
We hate Man United
But Liverpool we love you

We Love You Liverpool, We Do

We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
Oh Liverpool we love you
Shankly is our hero, he showed us how to play
The mighty reds of Europe are out to win today
He made a team of champions, with every man a king
And every game we love to win and this is what we sing

We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
Oh Liverpool we love you
Clemence is our goalie, the best there is around
And Keegan is the greatest that Shankly ever found
Heighway is our favourite, a wizard of the game
An heres the mighty Toshack to do it once again
We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
Oh Liverpool we love you

We've won the league, we've won the cup
We're masters of the game
And just to prove how good we are
We'll do it all again
We've got another team to beat and so we've got to try
`Cos we're the best in all the land
And that's the reason why...
We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
We Love you Liverpool, we do
Oh Liverpool we love you

Those Were The Days

Those were the days my friends
We took the Stretford End
We took the Shed
The North Bank Highbury

We took the Geordies too
We fought for Liverpool
We are the Kop
Of Liverpool FC

Arse Of A Crow

If I had the wings of a sparrow
If I had the arse of a crow
I'd fly over Old Trafford tomorrow
And shit on the bastards below

Chelsea FC

F**k off Chelsea F.C,
You ain't got no history,
5 European cups and 18 leagues
That's what we call history!

Manchester Is Full Of Sh**

Oh Manchester (Oh Manchester)
It's full of sh**, it's full of sh**
Oh Manchester is full of sh**
It's full of sh**, sh** and more sh**
Oh Manchester is full of sh**

We Shall Not Be Moved

We shall not we shall not be moved
We shall not we shall not be moved
Just like the team
that's going to win the (European Cup/Championship/FA Cup)
We shall not be moved

We're The Best Behaved Supporters

We're the best behaved supporters in the land (when we win)
We're the best behaved supporters in the land (when we win)
We're the best behaved supporters
The best behaved supporters
We're the best behaved supporters in the land (when we win)

We're a right shower of bas****s when we lose
We're a right shower of bas****s when we lose
We're a right shower of bas****s
A right shower of bas****s
We're a right shower of bas****s when we lose (but we don't)

We're totally non-committal when we draw
We're totally non-committal when we draw
We're total non-committal
Totally non-committal
We're totally non-committal when we draw

The Famous Man United Went to Rome

The famous Man United went to Rome to see the Pope
The famous Man United went to Rome to see the Pope
The famous Man United went to Rome to see the Pope
and this is what he said...

F**k Off!

Who the f**k are Man United?
Who the f**k are Man United?
Who the f**k are Man United?

as the Reds go marching on, on, on!

Steve Gerrard

Steve Gerrard, Gerrard
he'll pass the ball 40 yards
he's big and he's f@*king hard,
Steve Gerrard, Gerrard

Too Good to be True

You're just too good to be true
Can't take the ball off of you
You've got a heavenly touch
You pass like Souness to Rush
And when we're all drunk in the bars
We thank the Lord that you're ours
You're just to good to be true
Can't take the ball off of you
Oh Steven Steven Steven Gerrard
Oh Steven Steven Steven Gerrard
Oh Steven Steven Steven Gerrard
Oh Steven Steven Geeeer-raaaard
Oh Steven Gerrard
Because he hates Man U
Oh Steven Gerrard
He hates the Blueshite too
Oh Steven Gerrard
You're a Red through and through

When the Reds go Marching In

Oh when the Reds
Go marching in
Oh when the Reds go marching in
I want to be in that number
When the Reds go marching in

Oh Come All Ye Faithful

Oh come all ye faithful
joyful and triumphant
Oh come ye, oh come ye to Anfield
Come and behold them
They're the Kings of Europe
Oh come let us adore them
Oh come let us adore them
Oh come let us adore them
LIVERPOOL

Show Them

Show them the way to go home
They're tired and they want to go to bed (for a wank!)
Cos they're only half a football team
Compared to the boys in red
Oh!

Five European Cups

First European Cup, was won in It-a-ly,
Terry Mac, Tommy Smith, and Neal he made it three,
Monchengladbach mangled, by the team of Bob Paisley,
Oh the First European Cup, we won in It-a-ly!

Second European Cup, was won In Wemb-er-ley,
Goodnight Brugge, All hail King Ken-ny,
What a night in London! Oh what a mem-or-y!
Oh the Second European Cup, we won in Wemb-er-ley!

Third European cup, was won in Paris, France,
Eighty-Second min-ute, and Barney took his chance,
Real Mad-rid sent packin', in the ci-ty of Romance,
Oh the Third European cup, we won in Paris, France!

Fourth European cup, was won in It-a-ly,
Brucie's Wobbly Legs, and a pen by Ken-ne-dy,
Now we'd four, when before we'd only three,
Oh the Fourth European Cup, we won in It-a-ly!

Fifth European Cup, was won in Is-tan-bul,
Three-Nil, Three-All, What a Mi-ra-cle,
Now it's here forever, to stay in Liv-er-pool,
Oh the Fifth European Cup, we won in Istanbul!

We All Dream of a Team of Carraghers

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

Number one is Carragher
Number two is Carragher
Number three is Carragher
Number four is Carragher......

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

Number five is Carragher
Number six is Carragher
Number seven is Carragher
Number eight is Carragher......

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

Number nine is Carragher
Number ten is Carragher
Number eleven is Carragher
Number twelve is Carragher......

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

Number thirteen is Carragher
Number fourteen is Carragher
Number fifteen is Carragher
Number twenty-three is Carragher......

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

We all dream of a team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers
A team of Carraghers

We Won it Five Times

We won it at Wem-b-ely
We won it in Gay Paris
In 77 and 84 it was Rome

We've won it 5 times
We've won it 5 ti-imes
In Istanbul, we won it 5 times

When Emlyn lifted it high
He lit up the Roman sky
Thommo in Paris and Souness did it aswell

We've won it 5 times
We've won it 5 ti-imes
In Istanbul, we won it 5 times

At Wembley we won it our home
Took 26,000 to Rome
20,000 to Paris when we won it again

We've won it 5 times
We've won it 5 ti-imes
In Istanbul, we won it 5 times

Stevie G's eyes lit up
As he lifted the European Cup
21 years and now its coming back home

We've won it 5 times
We've won it 5 ti-imes
In Istanbul, we won it 5 times

Fernando Torres

His armband proved he was a red - Torres, Torres
You'll never walk alone it said - Torres, Torres
We bought the lad from Sunny Spain
He gets the ball, he scores again
Fer-nan-do Torres Liverpool's Number 9

His armband proved he was a red - Torres, Torres
You'll never walk alone it said - Torres, Torres
We bought the lad from Sunny Spain
He gets the ball, he scores again
Fer-nan-do Torres Liverpool's Number 9

Gary Macca

Oohhh! Gary Macca, Gary Gary Macca,
Gary Macca, Gary Gary Macca, Gary Gary Macca
Oh we Love yer Baldy 'ead (Oh we Love yer Baldy 'ead )
Yer Baldy 'ead, yer Baldy 'ead
You're Gary Mac (You're Gary Mac)
OOhhh! Gary Macca, Gary Gary Macca, Gary Macca, Gary Gary Mac
Oh we loved yer Derby Goal
Oh we loved yer Barca Pen
Oh we loved yer Spurs Peno
Oh we loved yer Coventry Goal
Oh we loved yer Bradford Goal
Oh we loved yer Dortmund Pen
Oh we love your sweet right foot
Oh we got you on a free
Oh we went and won all 3
Oh Gary Macca, Gary Gary Macca, Gary Macca, Gary Gary Mac

Luis Suarez

His name is Suarez, he wears the famous Red
I just can't get enough, I just can't get enough
When he scores a volley or when he scores a head
I just cant get enough, I just can't get enough
He scores a goal and the Kop go wild
And I just can't seem to get enough Suarez

Do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do-do
Luis Suarez!

Allez Allez Allez

We've conquered all of Europe
We're never going to stop
From Paris down to Turkey,
We've won the fucking lot
Bob Paisley and Bill Shankly
The Fields of Anfield Road
We are loyal supporters
And we come from Liverpool!
Allez Allez Allez,
Allez Allez Allez
Allez Allez Allez
Allez Allez Allez

Mo Salah

Mo Salah, Mo Salah, Mo Salah
Running down the wing
Salah, La, La La, La, La, La
The Egyptian King

Van Dijk

He's our centre half, he's our number 4
Watch him defend and we watch him score
He can pass the ball, calm as you like
He's Virgil Van Dijk, he's Virgil Van Dijk

Andy Robertson

Oh Andy, Andy
Andy Andy Andy
Andy Robertson