Supportersanger anno 2005
Hvert år lager sangmestrene på The Kop nye sanger, som slår an på tribunene. Vi har samlet noen av de som blir mest brukt på tribunene i inneværende sesong. SIST OPPDATERT 03.10.05
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,
There's 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....
Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart,
And you'll never walk alone....
You'll never walk alone.
POOR SCOUSER TOMMY
I'll tell you a 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 the 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
Well the battle started next morning
Under the Arabian sun
I remember the poor Scouser Tommy
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun
As he lay on the battle field dying (dying dying)
With the blood rushing 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 and
I come from the Spion Kop.
I love to sing, I love to shout
I get thrown out quite a lot (every week!).
I support a team that's dressed in red
It's a team that you all know
A team that we call LIVERPOOL
To Glory we will go
We've won the league
We've won the cup
And we've been to Europe too.
We played the Toffees for a laugh
And we left them feeling blue. 5-0!
One-two one-two-three one-two-three-four 5-0!
Rush scored one, Rush scored two,
Rush scored three and Rush scored four,
Na na na na na na na na na."
FIELDS OF ANFIELD ROAD
(Melodi: Fields of Athenry)
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 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
WE WON IT FIVE TIMES
(Melodi: Beach Boys klassikeren 'Sloop John B')
We won it at Wem-b-ely (sic)
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.
RAFA BENITEZ
(Melodi: La Bamba)
Rafa Benitez!
Rafa Benitez!
Ra Ra Ra Ra-fa Benitez!
Ra Ra Ra Ra-fa Benitez! Xabi Alonso, Garcia and Nunez!
Rafa Benitez!
Rafa Benitez!
Ra Ra Ra Ra-fa Benitez!
Ra Ra Ra Ra-fa Benitez! Xabi Alonso, Garcia and Nunez!
RAFAEL BENITEZ SONG
(Melodi: Skip to my Lou)
Rafa, Rafael
Rafa, Rafael
Rafa, Rafael
Rafael Benitez
RING OF FIRE
Johnny Cash
Love is a burning thing
and it makes a firery ring
bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire...
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down,down,down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns,burns,burns
the ring of fire
the ring of fire.
The taste of love is sweet
when hearts like our's meet
I fell for you like a child
oh, but the fire went wild..
I fell in to a burning ring of fire.....[etc]
THE STEVIE G SONG
(Melodi: Can't Take My Eyes Off You)
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 can't believe that you're ours,
You're just to good to be true,
Can't get the ball off of you...
Oh Steee-ven Gerr-aaard, da da da da da da (etc)
STEVIE G
(Melodi: Let it be)
When we find ourselves in times of trouble
Stevie G runs past me
Playing the game with wisdom, Stevie G
And in my home, the Spion Kop
We watch him jog, right in front of me
Spreading balls with wisdom, Stevie G
Let it be, let it be, let it be, Stevie G
The local lad turned hero, Stevie G
And when the jubilant Kopite people
All living in The Park agree
That we all know the answer, Stevie G
And although we may all be fooled,
There is still a chance that we will see
The footballing phenomenon, Stevie G
Let it be, let it be, let it be, Stevie G
Spreading balls with wisdom, Stevie G
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a man that we all see
A young, committed Kopite, Stevie G
Playing to the sound of music
Stevie G runs past me
Playing the game with wisdom, Stevie G
Let it be, let it be, let it be, Stevie G
For we all know the answer, his name is Stevie G
STE GERRARD
(Melodi: Que Sera Sera)
Ste Gerrard, Gerrard
He'll pass the ball 40 yards,
He's big, and he's fucking hard,
Ste Gerrard, Gerrard
A TEAM OF CARRAGHERS
(Melodi: Beatles-klassikeren Yellow Submarine)
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
DON'T TAKE OUR LUIS AWAY
(Melodi: You Are My Sunshine)
Lu-Is Gar-Cia
He Drinks San-Gri-A
He Came From Barca
To Bring Us Joy
He's 5 Foot 7
He's Football Heaven
Oh Please, Don't Take Our Luis Away
XABI ALONSO
(Melodi: I am the music man)
He is the magic man
He comes from sunny Spain
And he can play
What is his name
Xabi.....Alonso....
JOHN ARNE RIISE
(Melodi: Hey baby)
OOOH John Arne Riise OOOH AAHHH
I wanna know how you scored that goal
A LIVERBIRD UPON MY CHEST
(Melodi: Ballad of the Green Berets)
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
(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
(Chorus)
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
(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
(Chorus)
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.
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
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
(Chorus)
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!)
(Chorus)
IS THIS THE WAY TO AMARILLO?
Tony Christie
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala
When the day is dawning on a Texas Sunday morning
how I long to be there
with Marie who's waiting for me there
every lonely city where I hang my hat
ain't as half as pretty as where my baby's at
Is this the way to Amarillo
every night I've been hugging my pillow
dreaming dreams of Amarilloand sweet Marie who waits for me
show me the way to Amarillo
I've been weeping like a willow
crying over Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me
Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala and Marie who waits for me
There's a church bell ringing
hear the song of joy that it's singing
for the sweet Mariaand the guy who's coming to see her
just beyong the highway, there's an open plain
and it keeps me going through the wind and rain
Is this the way to Amarillo
every night I've been hugging my pillow
dreaming dreams of Amarilloand sweet Marie who waits for me
show me the way to Amarillo
I've been weeping like a willow
crying over Amarillo
and sweet Marie who waits for me
Sha la la lala lalala Sha la la lala lalala
Sha la la lala lalala and Marie who waits for me
IS THIS THE WAY TO ISTANBUL????
(Melodi: Is this the way to Amarillo?)
When the day is dawning
On a Anfield Tuesday morning
How I long to be there
Watch my heroes playing for me there
Was there in (1) their city, (woooah)
Singing songs all day, (woooah)
Wasn't half as pretty, (woooah)
AS ISTANBUL IN MA-AY!!
Show me the way to Istanbul-o!
We'll be there with (2) Djibril Cisse
Dreaming dreams of Istanbul, Oh!
And we will beat the Chelsea scum (3)
Sh-sh-sh sh sh sh sh-sh! (clap clap)
Sh-sh-sh sh sh sh sh-sh! (clap clap)
Sh-sh-sh sh sh sh sh-sh!
EUROPEAN CUP
(Melodi: Beach Boys klassikeren 'Sloop John B')
We won it at wembley
We won it in gay Paree
In 77' an 84' it was Rome
We've won it four times
We've won it four times
The mancs won it twice BUT
We've won it four times
We've won it four times
We've won it four times
In Istanbul we'll, we'll win it five times
We'll win it five times
we'll win it five times
In Istanbul we'll, we'll win it five times
(gjentas til det dør ut)
The Trophy Boyz
Come on and do the Dudek
Do the Jerzy Dudek
Shake it, shake it, move it
Jump up and wave your gloves!
We're the one and only
Euro Campione
Who get to keep the trophy
The rest aint good enough!
One night in Turkey
Some lads from the Mersey
They never gave up the fight
We went bananas
Sons and their fathers
As they set the city alight
Oh-oh-eeay-oh...eeay-oh
Carragher's brilliant advice
Oh-oh-eeay-oh...eay-oh
Eeeay-oh-oh-oh
CHORUS
At 3-nil we were stuffed
We thought it was all over
But come the second half
We played them off the park!
Stevie...Steve Gerrard
Ee-zey...He's in command
Oh-oh-eeay-oh...eay-oh
Grobbelaar's come back to life
Oh-oh-eeay-oh...eay-oh
Eeeay-oh-oh-oh
CHORUS
When we scored three in six
The Mersey boyz were laughing
Then Jerzey's double save
And we're back from the grave!
Eu-ro...Cam-pio-ne!!
Heroes...of the Mersey
CHORUS...out