Celtic Songs

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Albert Kidd Bhoys are Coming Big Paddy Bonnar Bold Celtic Men Bye Bye Rangers C.E.L.T.I.C. Celtic and Proud of It Celtic are Here Celtic 4, Rangers 0 Celtic 7, Rangers 1 Celtic, Celtic Celtic Crazy Celtic is the Name Celtic is the Team Celtic overall Celtic Song Celtic Story Celtic(you are everything to me) Celtic Symphony The Choice Coming Home Coronation Cup Drunken Duncan East End of Town Evergreen The Famous Glasgow Celtic Fields of Athenry Flags are out for Celtic Forever and Ever Four leaf Clover Gazza Gemmell the Great

Glory Glory Glasgow Celtic Granda came from Donegal Hail Hail Celtic Hampden in the Sun Henrik Here to Cheer the Famous Glasgow Celtic The Holy Ground I'm coming home Glasgow Celtic I'll Follow Celtic Inter Milan 25th May I wear my Hoops with Pride Jackie McNamara Jinky Johnny Thompson Song Johnny Thompson was his Name Johnny Thompson we Remember One Thursday Night(25th May) Our Famous Celtic Team Over and Over Paridise Paul McStay Sea of Green Three Cheers for Tommy Gemmell We'll be There We Sing our Celtic Songs Why I follow Celtic When the Celts go Marching on Wild Rover Willie Malley We Shall not be Moved You'll Never Walk Alone You'll Never walk Alone in Paradise

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BIG PADDY BONNAR
He left his home town and to Glasgow he came,
Football to play and find his fortune and fame,
He signed for the Celtic and he soon made his name,
Shut out the Rangers and sent them home in Shame

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His name's Paddy Bonnar he's the greatest of all,
Pride of old Ireland from dear Donegal,
Strikers and forwards all tremble when told,
They know they have no chance - big Paddy's in goal.

Back as a child with his friends he would go,
Between Jackets for goal posts he'd put on a show,
He'd jump and he'd dive and he'd save every ball,
They just couldn't beat big Paddy at all

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What a cheer, what a roar, what a wonderfull noise,
With his yellow jersey he ran out with the Bhoys,
Old Paridise rang as the Celtic fans sang,
Glorio, Glorio, Big Paddy's the man!

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The world watched on TV when for Ireland he played,
Defied the English and the Russians amazed,
Italians and Germans and Spanish and French,
Have all tried to sign him but they have no chance

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C.E.L.T.I.C.
Out of all the fame of the football game,
There's a name that stands alone,
It's a Glasgow team and it reigns supreme,
Where the game of football's known,
For they're good men all and they're on the ball,
And we know they don't take long,
And the other fear when they hear us cheer,
As we sing the Celtic Song

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C.E.L.T.I.C.
I see Celtic on the ball,
Each man ready true and steady,
They will stand where all the other fall,
Shout it proud like, Shout it all aloud like,
Shout it in the crowd like,
Anywhere at all,
C.E.L.T.I.C.
I see Celtic, Celtic on the ball.

When the week's work done and the game's begun,
And as one we cheer the Bhoys,
To the victory that we hope to see,
Then you'll hear a brave new noise,
It begins so low and it starts to grow,
'Till it shakes the football ground,
Then the cheer rings out in the mighty shout,
Of a certain Celtic sound

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Through the football world there's a challenge hurled,
And it says 'come one, come all',
For we'll watch with pride as the Celtic side,
Has the answer to the call,
If the game is rough then the Bhoys are tough,
But the allways play it clean,
For the game's the thing and the song we ring,
Is a song of White and Green

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CELTIC ARE HERE
Celtic are here, Celtic are Here,
We're the greatest team on earth,
Celtic are here, Celtic are here,
We are here to prove our worth,
Playing the game that brough the club fame,
And has made our history,
Giving the fans delight at Parkhead
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We're on the ball giving our all,
For we don't know how to lose,
Johnstone possessed is better the Best,
He will chase away the blues,
Young David Hay is making the play
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Celtic are glorious one more time,
Another Victory

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Hear the fans applaud once more,
For Celtic he'll play home or away,
Scoring many may more,
Big Yogi Bear, McNeil in the air,
We will allways have a go,
Whether the rain is on we will try,
To give the fans a show

Celtic are here, Celtic are Here,
We're the greatest team on earth,
Celtic are here, Celtic are here,
We are here to prove our worth,
With manager Stein the finest there's been,
Now the Celtic game we'll play,
Celtic we're proud of you,
We'll sing out loud for you,
This is the song we will sing.

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CELTIC, CELTIC
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Celtic, Celtic, That's the team me,
Celtic, Celtic, On to victory,
Their the finest team in Scotland,
And I hope that you'll agree,
They'll never stop 'till they've won the cup,
And the Scottish football league

They come from Bonnie Scotland,
They come from County Cork,
They come from dear old Donegal,
And even from New York,
From every street and Glagsgow,
They proudly make their way,
To a place called dear old Paradise,
And here is what they Say

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There's Fallon, Young and Gemmell,
Who proudly wear the green,
There's Clarke, McNeil and Kennedy,
The best there's ever been,
Jim Johnstone, Murdoch, Chalmers,
John Divers and John Hughes,
AND SIXTY THOUSAND CELTIC FANS,
Who proudly sing the news

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THE CELTIC SONG
Hail! Hail! The Celts are here!
What the hell do we care, What the hell do we care,
Hail! Hail! The Celts are here!
What the hell do we care now.

For it's a grand old team to play for,
For it's a grand old team to see,
And if you know the history,
It's enough to make yer heart go oh oh oh oh,
We don't care what the animals say,
What the hell do we care,
For we only know that there's gonna be a show,
And the Glasgow Celtic will be there.

For it's the best darn team in Scotland,
And the players all are grand,
We support the Celtic,
As they are the finest in the land - God bless them,
We'll be there to give the Bhoys a cheer,
When the league flag flies,
And the cheers go up when we know the Scottish Cup,
Is coming home to rest in Paradise.
It's coming home to rest in Paradise!

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The Coronation Cup

Said Lizzie to Phillip as they sat down to dine,
I've just had a note from an old friend of mine,
His name is 'Big Geordie' he's loyal and true,
And his dirty big nose is a light shade of blue.

He says that the Rangers are right on their game,
And ask for a trophy to add to their fame,
I'll send up a trophy that the Rangers can win,
Said Phillip to Liz watch the Celts don't step in.

Said Lizzie to Phillip they don't stand a chance,
I'll send up my Gunners to lead them a dance,
With Celtic defeated the way will be clear,
A trophy for the Rangers in my crowning year.

Alas, Alas for their loyal true blues,
The Celts beat the Arsenal and Manchester too,
Beat Hibs in the final and low and behold,
Oh Hampden was covered in Green, White and Gold.
Toorlaloo! Toorlaloo!
Oh Hampden was covered in Green White and Gold

Said Lizzie to Phillip when she heard the news,
A blow has been struck at our loyal true blues,
Oh tell me dear Phillip and you ought to know,
How to keep Glasgow Celtic defeated below.

Said Phillip to Lizzie the way it is clear,
I've known of their secret for many a year,
To beat Glasgow Celtic you'll have to deport,
The Fightin' mad Irish that gives them support.

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EAST END OF TOWN
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At the East end of town a big stadium stands,
It's called Paridise by all the Celtic fans,
One hundred years have past and still going strong,
The great Glasgow Celtic forever will live on
And little boys playing in the city streets dream,
Of the day they will play in the Glasgow Celtic team

The fans on the slopes are a sight to behold,
Bold Fenian men in the Green, White and Gold,
Cheering on their heros with every game won,
Lifting up the cup when the stuck it to the Huns,
In the east end streets they cheered with pride,
and welcomed home their victorious side,
They were the first to win the European Cup,
I was there in sunny Lisbon when the proudly held it up

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THE FIELDS OF ATHENRY
By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young girl calling,
Michael they are taking you away,
For you stole Trevelyn's corn,
So the young might see the morn,
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay.

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Low lie the fields of Athenry,
Where once we watched the small free birds fly,
Our love was on the wing,
We had dreams and songs to sing,
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

By a lonely prison wall,
I heard a young man calling,
Nothing matters Mary when you're free,
Against the Famine and the Crown,
I rebelled they ran me down,
Now you must raise our child with dignity.

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By a lonely harbor wall,
She watched the last star falling,
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky,
For she'll wait and hope and pray,
For her love in Botany Bay,
Its so lonely round the fields of Athenry.

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FOREVER AND EVER
For ever and ever, we'll follow the Bhoys,
The Glasgow Celtic, The Tim Malloys,
For we will be mastered, by who - no orange bastards,
We'll keep the green flag flying high.

So, bring on the Hearts and Hibs and Rangers,
Bring on the Spaniards by the score,
Barcalona, Real Madrid, who the hell you trying to kid,
'Coz Celtic are the great football team.

Who's that team they call the Celtic, who's that team we all adore,
They're the bhoys in emerald green, they're the best we've ever seen,
And we're out to show the world what we can do.

So, bring on the Hearts and Hibs and Rangers,
Bring on the Spaniards by the score,
Barcalona, Real Madrid, who the hell you trying to kid,
'Coz Celtic are the great football team.

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HAIL HAIL CELTIC
Hail! Hail! The Celts are here,
What the hell do we care now.

High upon the roll of fame Celtic they have placed their name,
Devanquised all before them every fall,
They're the bhoys in White and Green,
The finest that we've ever seen,
And we follow them no matter where they go

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Hail Hail Celtic sing we proudly,
Hail Hail Celtic sing we all,
Glagsow, Scottish and League cup,
Celtic they will pick them up,
And they'll prove themselves the Champions of them all.

When we go to paradise where the flat it proudly flies,
The fans will gather round from far and near,
You can join the mighty throng when they sing The Celtic Song,
All about the grand old team we love so dear

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When we see the Celtic play at home or not so far away,
Or on some far and distant foriegn shore,
It will be a joyous sight when the bhoys in green and white,
Coming running again to hear this mighty raor

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Hail! Hail! The Celts are here,
And Celtic are the greatest team of all.

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25th MAY
Zurich fell in Switzerland, They fell in Glasgow too,
Then the French went to 3-1 each time, and bid the cup 'a du',
The slavs won at home but went down 2-1,
And the Czecks were sent their way,
And Celtic were bound for Lisbon town on the 25th of May.

12,000 loyal Celtic fans in bus and train and car,
Travelled 18 hundred miles to see the greatest team by far,
They came to cheer on the bhoys in Green,
And helped them win the day,
And beat Inter Milan in Lisbon town on the 25th of May.

The game was only eight minutes gone when Inter Milan did score,
If they tried from then too hard my Bhoys they couldn't have scored one more,
And when half-time came with the score the same,
The Celts did not dismay,
They would win the cup in Lisbon town on the 25th of May.

A goal must come and come it did and Gemmell was our man,
Then Chalmers scored and the Celtic roar was heard back in Milan,
There's been battles one by our Celtic Sons,
But they showed the world the way,
When they beat Milan in Lisbon town on the 25th of May.

So here's to Simpson, Clarke and Craig, Jim Johnstone and McNiel,
To Chalmers, Wallace and Lennox, Auld, For they refused to yield,
And here Murdoch and Gemmell too, to Stein who Showed the way,
To the greatest team who showed the world on the 25th of May,
On the 25th May.

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JACKIE MCNAMARA
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His name is McNamara,
He's the Celtic Bhoys right back,
His forte it is turning defence into attack
He's here, he's there he's everywhere the best you've ever seen,
Young Jackie McNamara in the hoops of white and green.

He Joined us from Dunfermline,
Where he shone bright for the Pars,
His first game against the Rangers,
He outshone their mega-stars,
He ran them ragged everywhere and drove their fans insane,
You can bet your bottom dollar we have found our new McGrain.

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Jack's old man played for Celtic when they did 9-in-a-row,
Then off then to Auld Reekie and the Hibees he did go,
Of his son Jackie junior,
He's rightly mighty,
His chest sweels out like blazes when we chant his name out loud.

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Now Jackie boy don't worry,
Your future's mighty bright,
For fifteen years like Karl Marx you'll be charging down the right,
We'll chant your name an spread your fame,
Throughout the football world,
You'll enjoy a reputation when the Celtic flags unfurl.

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THE JOHNNY THOMPSON SONG
A young lad named John Thompson,
From the West of Fife he came,
To play for Glasgow Celtic,
And to build himself a name

On the 5th day of September,
Against the Rangers club he played,
From defeat he saved the Celtic,
Ah but what a price he paid.

The ball comes on the centre too,
But John runs out and dies,
The ball rolls by but John lies still,
For his club this hero died.

I took trip to Parkhead,
To the dear old Paradise,
And as the players came out,
Sure the tears fell from my eyes.

For a famous face was missing,
From the Green and White Brigade,
And they told me Johnny Thompson,
The last game he has played.

Farewell my darling Johnny,
Prince of players we must part,
No more we'll stand and cheer you,
On the slopes of Celtic Park.

The fans a they all are silent,
As they travel near and far,
No more they'll cheer John Thompson,
That bright and shining star.

So play up Glasgow Celtic,
Stand up and play the game,
For in your goal a spirit stands,
Johnny Thompson is it's name.

Farewell my darling Johnny,
Prince of players we must part,
No more we'll stand and cheer you,
On the slopes of Celtic Park,
No more we'll stand and cheer you,
On the slopes of Celtic Park.

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OVER AND OVER(CHECK)
O-ver and O-ver, we will follow you,
O-ver and O-ver, we will see you through,
We are Celtic supporters, faithful through and through,
and over and over, we will follow you.

If you go to Germany, you will see us there,
France or Spain its all the same,
We'll go anywhere,
We'll be there to cheer you,
as you travel round,
you can take us anywhere, we won't let you down.

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If you go to Lisbon, we'll go once again,
In Zaire you'll find us there calling out your name,
when you need supporting, you will always know,
we'll be right there with you, every where you go.

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PAUL McSTAY
Attacking, Defending, Passing and Shooting,
He is world class, there's no disputing,
His geniuos in mid-field caught the whole worlds attention,
He's Paul McStay of the Celtic in Scotland.

As a boy and a youth, his tallent outstanding,
Bound for the top, that's where he was going,
The English they wanted him south of the border,
But his heart lay with Celtic, they need him to follow.

Twisting and turning, confising opponents,
Bring fans to their feet with those magic moments,
A hero to all, young players all watch him,
He's Paul McStay of the Celtic in Scotland.

With the Hearts and the Dons, he's never in danger,
I know how we watched him destroying the Rangers,
A flash of his skill, leaves all the rest standing,
He's Paul McStay of the Celtic in Scotland.

Upon the world stage, he made an impression,
For his country he plays with pride and with passion,
They want him in Europe, to them he's no stranger,
But he won't leave the Celtic of that there's no danger.

Twisting and turning, confising opponents,
Bring fans to their feet with those magic moments,
A hero to all, young players all watch him,
He's Paul McStay of the Celtic in Scotland.

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WE SHALL NOT BE MOVED
We shall not, We Shall not be moved,
We shall not, We Shall not be moved,
Not by the Hearts, the Hibs, or the Rangers,
We shall not be moved.

We're on our way to Hampden, We shall not be moved,
We're on our way to Hampden, We shall not be moved
Not by the Hearts, the Hibs, or the Rangers,
We shall not be moved.

The Scottish League is ours, We shall not be moved,
The Scottish League is ours, We shall not be moved,
Not by the Hearts, the Hibs, or the Rangers,
We shall not be moved.

The Scottish Cup is ours, We shall not be moved,
The Scottish Cup is ours, We shall not be moved,
Not by the Hearts, the Hibs, or the Rangers,
We shall not be moved.

We are the team in Scotland, We shall not be moved,
We are the team in Scotland, We shall not be moved,
Not by the Hearts, the Hibs, or the Rangers,
We shall not be moved.

We shall not, We Shall not be moved,
We shall not, We Shall not be moved,
Not by the Hearts, the Hibs, or the Rangers,
We shall not be moved.

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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,
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!

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