Poor Scouser Tommy

Tune : 1st part - "Red River Valley" 2nd part - "The Sash"

Let me tell you the 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 a 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

The battle it started next morning
Under the Libyan sun
I remember that poor Scouser Tommy
He was shot by an old Nazi gun

As he lay on the battle field dying (dying dying)
With the blood gushing out of his head (of his head)
As he lay on the battle field dying (dying dying)
These were the last words he said...

Ooooooh I am a Liverpudlian
Just come from the Spion Kop
I like to sing, I like to shout
And I get thrown out quite a lot (every week)

We support a 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
And we played the Toffees for a laugh
And we left them feeling blue (five - nil!)

One two
One two three
One two three four
Five - nil!

Rush scored one
Rush scored two
Rush scored three
And Rush scored four!