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,
There’s a golden sky,
And the sweet silver song of the 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.

Let me tell you the story of a pour boy,
Who was send far away from his home,
To fight for his King and his country,
And also the old folks back home.

Well they put him in a highland division,
Sent him off to a far foreing land,
Where the flies swarm around in their thousands,
And there’s nothing to see but the sand,
Well the battle it started next morning,
Under the Arabian sun,
I remember the pour Scouser Tommy,
Who was shot by an old Nazi gun.

As he lay on the battlefield dying, dying, dying,
With the blood gushing out of his head,
As he lay on the battlefield 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,
And I go there quite a lot (every week),

We support the team that’s dressed in red.
It’s a team that you all know,
It’s a team that we call LIVERPOOL,
And to glory we will go,

We’ve won the league, we’ve won the cup,
And we’ve been to Europe too,
We’ve played the Toffees for a laugh,
And left them feeling blue – 5-0!

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

(chorus)

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 out 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

(chorus)

Clemence is our goalie, the best there is around,
And Keegan is the greatest that Shankly ever found,
Heighway is our favuorite, the wizard of the game,
And here’s the mighty Toshack to do it again.

(chorus)

We’ve won the league, we won the cup,
We’re masters of the game,
And just to prove how good we are,
We’ll do it once 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.

(chorus)

Melodi: Beach Boys: Sloop John B

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 times
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 as well

We’ve won it 5 times
We’ve won it 5 times
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 times
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 times
In Istanbul, we won it 5 times.

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!

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

Melodi: 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

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.

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men , of Kenny’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 – you see
Its Everton 1 and Liverpool 3

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men , of Kenny’s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May .

Now on the 20th of May
Were laughing still an Wembley Way
Those Evertonians feeling blue
at Liverpool 3 and Everton 2.

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men , of Kenny’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 all crying still
at Liverpool 5 and Everton nil .

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men , of Kenny’s best
A team that plays the Livepool way
And wins the championship in May .

We remember them with pride
Those mighty Reds of Shankly’s sides
And Kenny’s boys of ’88
There’s never been a side so great .

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men , of Kenny’s best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May.

We’ll fight for no surrender,
We’ll fight for the boys in red,
We’ll fight we’ll fight for Liverpool,
The team that Shankly bred.

We’ll fight for Alun Evans,
We’ll fight for Ian St John,
We’ll fight we’ll fight for Liverpool,
The pride of division one,
Two, three, four,
Listen to the Kopites roar LIV-ER-POOL.

Melodi: Lili Marleen

Underneath the floodlights,
Down in Düsseldorf,
All The Kop ware singing –
bevied up of course –
We’ve been to Lisbon
And to Rome,
And our team never walks alone’
We’re going back to Europe,
To bring the cup back home.

Melodi: Green Green Grass of home

Well the old Kop looks the same
As I stand and watch the game
There’s the green, green grass that
Liddell used to play on.
Hunt, St.John and Peter Thompson
Score the goals
Whenever Shankly wants them
It’s good to watch the greatest team at home.

Yes, we’ll all go and see Big Rowdy
Cheer the team that serves us proudly,
It’s good to watch the greatest team at home.

Melodi : Yellow Submarine

In the town where I was born Lived a man who sailed to sea
And he told us of his pride They were a famous football team,
So we trailed to Anfield Road singing songs of victory
There we saw the Holy Ground Of our hero , Bill Shankly.
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.

(omkvæd)

O Liverpool Bill, you’re Our Liverpool Bill
Your name is a legend
Of courage and skill
You gave us the league
All the cups and the thrills
And thats why we love you
Our Liverpool Bill

Anfield will always remember with pride
The Scot who commanded the Liverpool side
As sharp as a razor – his wit and his voice
His love of the game made him
Liverpool’s choice

(omkvæd)

Bill you will will never be walking alone
The kop will be with you away or at home
As long as we breathe we’ll remember you still
O thank you forever, Our Liverpool Bill

(omkvæd)

Melodi: Arriverdici Roma

We’re on our way to Roma,
On the 25th of May,
All The Kopites will be singing,
Vatican bells they will be ringing,
Liverpool boys , they will be drinking –
When we win the European Cup.

Melodi: Wild colonian boy

I’ll tell you of our football team
And Liverpool is the name.
We’ve won the cup, we’ve won the league
We’re the finest in the game
We have the greatest skipper
Any manager could employ.

Let’s drink six crates
To big Ron Yeats
Bill Shankly’s pride and joy.

You can keep Billy Liddell
You can keep Roger Hunt
David Johnson was a bit of a cunt.
You can keep Kenny Dalglish
You can keep Ian Rush.
ALBERT STUBBINS is the man for us.
A L B E R T,
Albert Stubbins is the one for me.

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

Na na na na, na, na…………..

Oh, the reds are coming up the hill, boys,
Oh, the reds are coming up the hill, boys,
They all laugh at us,
They all laugh at us,
They all say our days are numbered.
Born to be a Scouser,
Victorious are we,
If you want to win the Cup,
Then you’d better hurry up,
Cos we’re Liverpool FC.

Victorious and glorious,
And we’ll take Gwladys Street,
Between the four of us.