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 the storm Is a golden sky And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain Tho' 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

Kop - You'll Never Walk Alone (mp3) Liverpool FC - You'll Never Walk Alone (mp3) Gerry & the Pacemakers - You'll Never Walk Alone (mp3) Elvis Presley - You'll Never Walk Alone (mp3)

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 sands 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 (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!

Scotch on the Rocks - Scouser Tommy(mp3)

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. 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 11 Back in Rome in 77 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

The Fields of Anfield Road (mp3)

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. 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 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 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 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 Now on the glorious 10th of May There's laughing reds on Wembley Way We're full of smiles and joy and glee It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3 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 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 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 And as we sang round Goodison Park With crying blues all in a nark They're probably crying still at Liverpool 5 and Everton nil. 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 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 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 Now back in 1965 When great Bill Shankly was alive We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1 When it fell to the head of Ian St John 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 On April 15th '89 What should have been a joyous time Ninety six Friends, we all shall miss And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE)

Red & 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.

Bill Shankly from Glenbuck

Twas on a cold December's day Back in 1959 When a man came down from Hudersfield Town To lead the Anfield line He bought Yeats from Dundee and St. John And the football world was shook This man he became a legend Bill Shankly from Glenbuck. On the Kop we'd sway and sing Till our hearts would burst with pride And Shanks he made a pact with us To build another side With Keegan, Tosh and Steve Heighway The great man kept his word Then in '74 he bade farewell Our dear old Scottish Laird. Now when Shanks was gone we sang walk on But feared we'd walk alone, The search was on to find the one Who could fill the masters throne. The one we crowned became renowned Throughout the football game Three European Cups, six championships, Bob Paisley was his name. Now when Bob stepped down he left his crown Inside his Anfield home Joe Fagan came and brought new fame With a treble won in Rome Though the Heysel year left Joe in tears, The following year he'd sing, When we won the league and FA Cup And Kenny was our king. When he played in red Bob Paisley said He's the best he'd ever seen And the team he built in 88 Ruled the football league supreme. And when Hillsborough left us all bereaved And the Kop bedecked in flowers, Kenny proved he truly was a king In Anfield's darkest hour. Now the mantles being past to a man from France And it's Houllier we praise. As the reds walk on, the Kops in song And we savour glory days Days of ball to feet, of victory sweet Days of passion, guile and fire The legacy of one so great Bill Shankly from Ayshire.

Underneath the Floodlights

Underneath the floodlights Down in Dusseldorf All the kop were singing Bevvied up of course We've been to Lisbon and to Rome And our team "never walk alone" We're going off to Europe to bring the cup back home All the way from Anfield to the gates of Rome, All the way from Anfield to bring the trophy home, Nothing can stop us come what may, We'll have our say, this is our day, Liverpool's red army, Is marching on it's way

Scouser in Gay Paris

How would you like to be A Scouser in Gay Paris Walking along on the banks of the Seine Winning the European Cup once again. We'll go up the Eiffel Tower And stay up there half an hour, Cos we won't be too late When we celebrate, We're the Scousers in Gay Paris. We'll visit the Follies Bergere They like to see Scousers there The woman are lovely With skin like a peach But they'll never move it like Kenny Dalglish How would you like to be A Scouser in Gay Paris.

Liverpool FC - My Liverpool (mp3)

Liverpool FC - Pass & Move (mp3)

Liverpool FC - We're Never Gonna Stop (mp3)

Kop - Liverpool Liverpool (mp3)

Kop - Stand Up If You Hate United (mp3)

Kop - We Hate Nottingham Forest (mp3)

Kop - L I V (mp3)