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♫..When you walk through the storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the 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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Scotish freedom!
Irish freedom!

♫..For those who are in love
There's a song that's warm and tender.
For those who are oppressed
In song you can protest.
So liberate your minds
And give your soul expression.
Open up your hearts,
I'll sing for you this song.

Let the people sing their stories and their songs
And the music of their native land
Their lullabies and battlecries and songs of hope and joy
So join us hand in hand
All across this ancient land
Throughout the test of time
It was music that kept their spirits free
Those songs of yours and of mine
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♫..Say hello to St. Pauli, say hello to the Celts
Say hello to St. Pauli, for we are the best of friends
Oh, ah, up the Celts, oh, ah, St. Pauli
Oh, ah, up the Celts, oh, ah, St. Pauli

In the year of our Lord, 1995, from the sweet Glasgow town we set sail
With a cargo of near, 80 gallons of beer, singing Tiocfaidh Ar La and Hail! Hail!
The Celtic bhoys came on the bus or the plane, to play St. Pauli in Hamburg
And we all knew it fine, it would be party time, so we started as soon as we landed!

Singing:
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Oh, ah, up the Celts, oh, ah, St. Pauli
Oh, ah, up the Celts, oh, ah, St. Pauli

Well we went down the town, with the white and the brown, in the morning to see what can be done
In our masses and throngs, singing rebel songs, and the German boys knew every one
And off to Millerntor, we didn't mind the score, and when the football was over
Going down the Reeperbahn, we fixed up our plan, and pretty soon not one of us was sober

We sang:
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Well St. Pauli are well known at Celtic Park our home, their fans come to watch Celtic play,
In Parkhead and Bairds, and in the Brazen Head, St. Pauli fans are welcome everyday
So fascists beware, take us on if you dare, you'll see there is nothing surer,
St. Pauli and the Celts are simply the best, we're the greatest supporters in Europe!

We sang:
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Well we spent all our time, drinking lager schnaps and wine, from jugs, bottles and from glasses
And as we walked out, a bhoy began to shout, that we had encountered some Nazis
And down in the docks, the scum got a shock, for we fairly turned them over
It was the end of our stay, here in St. Pauli, for we all got deported to Dover!
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♫..This land is your land,
This land is my land
From the northern highlands,
To the western islands.
From the hills of Kerry,
To the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me

As I went walking, by the Shannon waters
Hand in hand with my little daughter
Hear the church bells ringing
And the children singing
This land was made for you and me

I climbed the mountain
By the crystal fountains
And I heard a great roar
From the rocky seashore
Her eyes were gleaming,
She said "oh Daddy"
This land was made for you and me

I walked her home by
The old church steeple
Proud of my country
Proud of my people
From the men who cried there
To the men who died there singing that
This land was made for you and me

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