I picture men with grand moustaches
and long shorts over a century ago
scoring goals which would not stand
in this day and age of "techno" football.
I imagine a drab wet afternoon,
terraces weeping and supporters as well,
no games played, Bury trapped in hell.
Yet they were once a giant in the land
winning the FA Cup in 1900
and again in 1903
but Gigg Lane's glory days are far past
United and City shirts donned in the town.
The rain is the tears from fans' ghosts in the sky
recalling magic times... from days gone by.
and long shorts over a century ago
scoring goals which would not stand
in this day and age of "techno" football.
I imagine a drab wet afternoon,
terraces weeping and supporters as well,
no games played, Bury trapped in hell.
Yet they were once a giant in the land
winning the FA Cup in 1900
and again in 1903
but Gigg Lane's glory days are far past
United and City shirts donned in the town.
The rain is the tears from fans' ghosts in the sky
recalling magic times... from days gone by.
