(THE) BOYS OF LISBON
(THE) BOYS FROM LISBON
by
Matt McGinn
We’re the boys who shook up Lisbon, we showed Inter some of our tricks
In the year of ’67, sure, our trophies numbered six
Home or away, we’ll always play a game that’s neat and clean
And we’ll give three cheers for Celtic and their good old manager, Stein
We learned away the game to play in bygone days of yore
Lace up your boots and pass and shoot and keep on trying to score
But then we gave it to Europe where they made it a game of defence
Where everything is measured by the pounds and shillings and pence
We’re the boys who shook up Lisbon, we showed Inter some of our tricks
In the year of ’67, sure, our trophies numbered six
Home or away, we’ll always play a game that’s neat and clean
And we’ll give three cheers for Celtic and their good old manager, Stein
Give credit where it’s due, me boys, and try the truth to tell
They learned it like a science and they learned it ever so well
They conquered every cup, me boys, until the terrible day
When we went over to Lisbon on the twenty-fifth of May!
We’re the boys who shook up Lisbon, we showed Inter some of our tricks
In the year of ’67, sure, our trophies numbered six
Home or away, we’ll always play a game that’s neat and clean
And we’ll give three cheers for Celtic and their good old manager, Stein
Now Inter had the edge on us with an early penalty goal
They built a mighty defensive wall and tried to keep control
But eleven men just hammered until Gemmell found the crack
And Chalmers lifted the cup, me boys, that we’ll be carrying back
We’re the boys who shook up Lisbon, we showed Inter some of our tricks
In the year of ’67, sure, our trophies numbered six
Home or away, we’ll always play a game that’s neat and clean
And we’ll give three cheers for Celtic and their good old manager, Stein
From the airport up to Paradise, you should have seen the sight
It seemed as though all Scotland had put on the green and white
There was such a mighty crowd there, boys, as Glasgow never has seen
With a thousand cheers for Celtic and their good old manager, Stein
We’re the boys who shook up Lisbon, we showed Inter some of our tricks
In the year of ’67, sure, our trophies numbered six
Home or away, we’ll always play a game that’s neat and clean
And we’ll give three cheers for Celtic and their good old manager, Stein