The leaving of Goodison.

[Paul Kossoff]

I've written a song about my feeling of leaving Goodison park. An Everton supporter since birth and any happy memories. Sung to the une of the leaving of Liverpool by the Dubliners, I hope you like it. And remember, the tune of leaving of Liverpool, not Lily the bloody pink!

Farewell to my seat in Bullens road and the pillars say that I can't see
I am off to the majestic Bramley Moore Dock by the banks of the blue Mersey

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Dixie when I think of thee.

I have seen the greats at Goodison,Temple Southall Ball and Sheedy
But you will never ever see again the greatest one our Dixie

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Diaddy when I think of thee.

We have won the league's the cups and all and and beat the old enemy
We have seen that all at Goodison never forget the old lady

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my mother when I think of thee.

Goodbye to Goodison road and Bullpens road and old Gwladys Street
The Winslow, the abbey and the brick but the Spellow was the one for me

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Diaddy when I think of thee.

So off we go to seasons new and what will be will be
For its off to our new home at Bramley dock and the banks of the royal blue Mersey.

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Dixie when I think of thee.

 

[Jebus_lives]

I've written a song about my feeling of leaving Goodison park. An Everton supporter since birth and any happy memories. Sung to the une of the leaving of Liverpool by the Dubliners, I hope you like it. And remember, the tune of leaving of Liverpool, not Lily the bloody pink!

Farewell to my seat in Bullens road and the pillars say that I can't see
I am off to the majestic Bramley Moore Dock by the banks of the blue Mersey

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Dixie when I think of thee.

I have seen the greats at Goodison,Temple Southall Ball and Sheedy
But you will never ever see again the greatest one our Dixie

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Diaddy when I think of thee.

We have won the league's the cups and all and and beat the old enemy
We have seen that all at Goodison never forget the old lady

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my mother when I think of thee.

Goodbye to Goodison road and Bullpens road and old Gwladys Street
The Winslow, the abbey and the brick but the Spellow was the one for me

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Diaddy when I think of thee.

So off we go to seasons new and what will be will be
For its off to our new home at Bramley dock and the banks of the royal blue Mersey.

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Dixie when I think of thee.

Good stuff. I'm sure there will be tons of sobs when we leave Goodison, it'll be a real heartbreaker, but we need to free ourselves from that site, Paul.

 

[Paul Kossoff]

Only in the wishing well, but at BMD we will be alright now with our new Mr big.

 

[Bedfordblue]

 

[matty1878]

I've written a song about my feeling of leaving Goodison park. An Everton supporter since birth and any happy memories. Sung to the une of the leaving of Liverpool by the Dubliners, I hope you like it. And remember, the tune of leaving of Liverpool, not Lily the bloody pink!

Farewell to my seat in Bullens road and the pillars say that I can't see
I am off to the majestic Bramley Moore Dock by the banks of the blue Mersey

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Dixie when I think of thee.

I have seen the greats at Goodison,Temple Southall Ball and Sheedy
But you will never ever see again the greatest one our Dixie

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Diaddy when I think of thee.

We have won the league's the cups and all and and beat the old enemy
We have seen that all at Goodison never forget the old lady

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my mother when I think of thee.

Goodbye to Goodison road and Bullpens road and old Gwladys Street
The Winslow, the abbey and the brick but the Spellow was the one for me

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Diaddy when I think of thee.

So off we go to seasons new and what will be will be
For its off to our new home at Bramley dock and the banks of the royal blue Mersey.

So fare thee well my true blue love
And the holy trinity
It's not the leaving of Goodison that grieves me but my Dixie when I think of thee.

And bed.












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