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Ian Rush Football Songs

Wales · Born 20 Oct 1961 · Age 64 · 4 songs

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Sung by Liverpool fans about Ian Rush, Ian St John, Kenny Dalglish, Bill Shankly, Bob Paisley, Joe Fagan, Everton, Leeds United

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A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. With Kenny Dalglish on the ball, He was the greatest of them all, And Ian Rush, four goals or two, Left Evertonians feeling blue. A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now if you go down Goodison Way, Hard luck stories you hear each day, There's not a trophy to be seen, 'Cos Liverpool have swept them clean (with Mr Sheen). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly'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 down Wembley Way , We're full of smiles and joy and glee, It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3 (easy). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now on the 20th of May, We're laughing still on Wembley Way, Those Evertonians feeling blue, It's Liverpool 3 and Everton 2 (the blue shite 2). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly'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, Those Evertonians crying still, It's Liverpool 5 and Everton 0 (the blue shite nil). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. We remember them with pride, Those mighty reds of Shankly's side , And Kenny's boys of '88, There's never been a side so great (a side so great). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now back in 1965 , When great Bill Shankly was alive, We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1, When it fell to the head of Ian St John (of Ian St. John). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. On April 15th '89, What should have been a joyous time, Ninety six friends, we all will miss, And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE!!) A Liverbird upon my chest (JUSTICE!!) , We are men of Shankly's best (JUSTICE!!) , A team that plays the Liverpool way (JUSTICE!!), And wins the championship in May (JUSTICE!!). The angels came one sunny day, They came to take our Bob away, The greatest sight for you to see, Three European cups for Bob Paisley (PAISLEY!). A Liverbird upon my chest (PAISLEY!), We are men of Shankly's best (PAISLEY!), A team that plays the Liverpool way (PAISLEY!), And wins the championship in May. We went to Rome in 84, We won the treble like never before, Barney rubble was the man, Who won the cup for Joe Fagan (Fagan!) A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best, A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May... Added 3d ago

Sung by Liverpool fans about Ian Rush, Ian St John, Kenny Dalglish, Bill Shankly, Bob Paisley, Joe Fagan, Everton, Leeds United

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A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. With Kenny Dalglish on the ball, He was the greatest of them all, And Ian Rush, four goals or two, Left Evertonians feeling blue. A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now if you go down Goodison Way, Hard luck stories you hear each day, There's not a trophy to be seen, 'Cos Liverpool have swept them clean (with Mr Sheen). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly'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 down Wembley Way , We're full of smiles and joy and glee, It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3 (easy). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now on the 20th of May, We're laughing still on Wembley Way, Those Evertonians feeling blue, It's Liverpool 3 and Everton 2 (the blue shite 2). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly'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, Those Evertonians crying still, It's Liverpool 5 and Everton 0 (the blue shite nil). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. We remember them with pride, Those mighty reds of Shankly's side , And Kenny's boys of '88, There's never been a side so great (a side so great). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now back in 1965 , When great Bill Shankly was alive, We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1, When it fell to the head of Ian St John (of Ian St. John). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. On April 15th '89, What should have been a joyous time, Ninety six friends, we all will miss, And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE!!) A Liverbird upon my chest (JUSTICE!!) , We are men of Shankly's best (JUSTICE!!) , A team that plays the Liverpool way (JUSTICE!!), And wins the championship in May (JUSTICE!!). The angels came one sunny day, They came to take our Bob away, The greatest sight for you to see, Three European cups for Bob Paisley (PAISLEY!). A Liverbird upon my chest (PAISLEY!), We are men of Shankly's best (PAISLEY!), A team that plays the Liverpool way (PAISLEY!), And wins the championship in May. We went to Rome in 84, We won the treble like never before, Barney rubble was the man, Who won the cup for Joe Fagan (Fagan!) A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best, A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May... Added 3d ago

Sung by Liverpool fans about Ian Rush, Kenny Dalglish, Bill Shankly, Bob Paisley, Everton

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A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. With Kenny Dalglish on the ball, He was the greatest of them all, And Ian Rush, four goals or two, Left Evertonians feeling blue. A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now if you go down Goodison Way, Hard luck stories you hear each day, There's not a trophy to be seen, 'Cos Liverpool have swept them clean (with Mr Sheen). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly'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 down Wembley Way , We're full of smiles and joy and glee, It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3 (easy). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now on the 20th of May, We're laughing still on Wembley Way, Those Evertonians feeling blue, It's Liverpool 3 and Everton 2 (the blue shite 2). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly'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, Those Evertonians crying still, It's Liverpool 5 and Everton 0 (the blue shite nil). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. We remember them with pride, Those mighty reds of Shankly's side , And Kenny's boys of '88, There's never been a side so great (a side so great). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), Upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. Now back in 1965 , When great Bill Shankly was alive, We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1, When it fell to the head of Ian St John (of Ian St. John). A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best (of Shankly's best), A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May. On April 15th '89, What should have been a joyous time, Ninety six friends, we all will miss, And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE!!) A Liverbird upon my chest (JUSTICE!!) , We are men of Shankly's best (JUSTICE!!) , A team that plays the Liverpool way (JUSTICE!!), And wins the championship in May (JUSTICE!!). The angels came one sunny day, They came to take our Bob away, The greatest sight for you to see, Three European cups for Bob Paisley (PAISLEY!). A Liverbird upon my chest (PAISLEY!), We are men of Shankly's best (PAISLEY!), A team that plays the Liverpool way (PAISLEY!), And wins the championship in May. We went to Rome in 84, We won the treble like never before, Barney rubble was the man, Who won the cup for Joe Fagan (Fagan!) A Liverbird upon my chest (upon my chest), We are men of Shankly's best, A team that plays the Liverpool way, And wins the championship in May... Added 3d ago

Sung by Liverpool fans about Ian Rush, Everton

6

So they put him in a highland division, Sent him off to a far foreign land, Where the flies flew around in their thousands, And there was nothing to see but the sand. Now the battle it started next morning, Under the radiant sun, I remember the Poor 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 (of his head), As he lay on the battlefield dying dying dying, These were the last words that he said. Oooh, I am a Liverpudlian, And I come from the Spion Kop, I like to sing, I like to shout, I get kicked out quite a lot, 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 won the league, We won the Cup, We’ve been to Europe too, We played the Toffees for a laugh, and left them feeling blue 5-0. 1-2, 1-2-3, 1-2-3-4, 5-0. Rush scored one, Rush scored two, Rush scored three, And Rush scored four, Na na na na na na na na nah. All you need is Rush, De de de de, All you need is Rush, De de de de, All you need is Rush, Rush Rush is all you need... Added 3d ago

Clubs

Liverpool 2003–2004
Sheffield United 1998
Wrexham 1998–1999
Newcastle United 1997–1998
Leeds United 1996–1997
Liverpool 1988–1996
Liverpool 1986–1987
Liverpool 1980–1986