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 its a grand old team to play for,
For its a grand old team to see,
And if you know the history,
Its enough
to make your heart go,
Nine-in-a-row
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.
Sure it's the best darn team in Scotland
and the players they are Grand,
"We support the Celtic"
'cos they are
the finest in the land.
We'll be there to give the bhoys a cheer
When the League Flag flies,
And the cheers go up
'cos we know the Scottish Cup
is coming home to rest at Paradise.
paddy bonner song
He left his hometown and to Glasgow he came,
Football to play, find his fortune and fame,
He signed for the Celtic
and he soon made his name,
Shutout the Rangers, sent them home in shame.
His names Paddy Bonnar hes the greatest of all,
Pride of all Ireland from dear Donegal,
Strikers and forwards all
tremble when told,
They know theyd have no chance Big Paddys in goal.
Back as a child with his friends he would go,
Between jackets as goalposts hed put on a show,
Hed jump and hed dive
and hed save every ball,
They just couldnt beat big Paddy at all.
His names Paddy Bonner hes the greatest of all,
Pride of all Ireland from dear Donegal,
Strikers and forwards all
tremble when told,
They know theyd have no chance Big Paddys in goal.
What a cheer, what a roar, what a wonderful noise,
When his yellow jersey he ran out with the bhoys,
All Paradise
rang as the Celtic fans sang ,
GloryO gloryO, big Paddys the man.
His names Paddy Bonnar hes the greatest of all,
Pride of all Ireland from dear Donegal,
Strikers and forwards all
tremble when told,
They know theyd have no chance Big Paddys in goal.
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.
His names Paddy Bonnar hes the greatest of all,
Pride of all Ireland from dear Donegal,
Strikers and forwards all
tremble when told,
They know theyd have no chance Big Paddys in goal.
They know theyd have no chance Big Paddys in goal.
CELTIC, CELTIC
Celtic, Celtic thats the team for me,
Celtic, Celtic on to victory,
They're the finest team in Scotland, I'm sure
you will agree,
We'll never give up till we'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 in Glasgow they proudly make their way,
To a place called dear old paradise and this is what they say.
Celtic,
Celtic thats the team for me,
Celtic, Celtic on to victory,
They're the finest team in Scotland, I'm sure you will agree,
We'll
never give up till we've won the cup and the Scottish football league.
There's Fallon, Young and Gemmel who proudly wear the green,
There's Clark, McNeill and Kennedy, the best there's ever
been,
Jim Johnstone, Murdoch, Chalmers, John Divers and John Hughes,
And sixty thousand Celtic fans who proudly shout
the news.
Celtic, Celtic thats the team for me,
Celtic, Celtic on to victory,
They're the finest team in Scotland,
I'm sure you will agree,
We'll never give up till we've won the cup and the Scottish football league.
