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Willie Woodburn. His name was Willie Woodburn And his crime was too much heart He gave his all for Rangers On the field of Ibrox park Then they banished him forever With the one they call sine die The name of Willie Woodburn In our hearts will never dir. Why must he go, why can't he stay He gave his all, that he might play He gave his all, each Saturday And left his heart down Ibrox way.

Now the English down at Wembley And the Welsh they know his name Take a trip to dear old Belfast And they'll tell you just the same For no matter where you wander Where they play this football game There's a legend lives amongst them Willie Woodburn is his name.

The Blue sea of Ibrox. I have sailed the wild atlantic Crossed the broad pacific shore I've sailed around the stormy capes And heard the forty's roar I've plied the Indian ocean I've sailed the China sea But there's a sea back home in Scotland More than all the rest to me. It's the blue blue blue sea of Ibrox It's the greatest sight That I have ever seen It's the blue blue blue sea of Ibrox And it's part of every Rangers players dream.

I took a trip to Ibrox My favourite team for to cheer They were playing the Glasgow Celtic On the 1st day of the year. Now the ground was filled to capacity As the teams came out to play, The animals sang the soldiers song And the people dollys brae. Now the half time had came and went in The Glasgow Celtic were in the lead, Charlie Tully was running everywhere Shakin his rosary beads Well the green flags they were flying high Celtics hearts they were full of pride.

But the second half sure it started well And the Rangers they turned the tide. Well the ball goes out to Waddle And from 30 yards he did score, Sure you coudn't hear your ears at Ibrox park For the sash my father wore.

Simpson beats the Celtic center half And in goes number 2. Now the Rangers fans are roaring As Geordie Young he takes a free. Onto the head of Billy Simpson And in goes number 3. There is a team down Ibrox way, Who wear the royal blue, They win by night they win by day, With loyal hearts so true, Their fame is known in foreign lands, Where they have one reknown, The Rangers process now demands, A valiant victors crown. Let Hearts and Celtic rise and fall, They huvny got a clue, But brightly shines abun them all, The boys in royal blue.

They're the idols of Scotland And each game they play They try and they fight Till the end of the day When victory's theirs In our hearts they will bring This chorus I hope You will help me to sing. From the banks of the wa'bash To the sweet Zuider Zee! So here's to the lads in the Royal Blue And here's to the lassies who follow them too I don't want the Hibs, the Hearts or the Celts I wish them the best aye, right!

You can talk of California With your sunshine all the year, You can talk about your Broadway lights so clear But it would fill my heart with gladness It would fill my heart with cheer If we only had the Rangers over here.

We're the finest team in all the land, I'm sure that you'll agree. To see them win is something grand, Its part of 'history. We're the boys who fear no noise ma lads And I mean that quite sincere. Oh what I'd give if I could haveThe Rangers over here. Rally round the Rangers. It is old but it is beautiful, and its colors they are fine It was worn at Derry, Aughrim, Enniskillen and the Boyne. My father wore it as a youth in bygone days of yore And on the Twelfth I love to wear the sash my father wore.

For those brave men who crossed the Boyne have not fought or died in vain Our Unity, Religion, Laws, and Freedom to maintain, If the call should come we'll follow the drum, and cross that river once more That tomorrow's Ulsterman may wear the sash my father wore! And when some day, across the sea to Antrim's shore you come, We'll welcome you in royal style, to the sound of flute and drum And Ulster's hills shall echo still, from Rathlin to Dromore As we sing again the loyal strain of the sash my father wore!

See them march on, marching on through the years of History Heads held on high, for the jersey they would do or die Fight fight for right, play the game wear the badge of glory Win lose or draw, well thats the Glasgow Rangers story. See them march on, banners high as they fly before you Loyal and true, on their way to cheer the boys in blue Follow they will, marching on through the songs of glory Win lose or draw, well thats the Glasgow Rangers story.

How can you buy all the cups that we've won And how can you buy Mrs Thorton's son How can you buy oor big Geordie Young? And how can you buy Willie Waddell? Nature bestowed all her gifts with a smile The left foot, the right foot, the 'Noddle' When you can buy all these wonderful things Then you can buy Willie Waddell.

Far from the filelds have risen A face you'll see no more A credit to the football field And the colours that he wore He wore the Rangers royal blue He brought them fame and glory His name will live forever more In the Ibrox football story. No more he'll play at Ibrox With Sammy by his side And just because he broke the laws His thoughts he could not hide Now Willie don't you look so sad For every man and woman That stands upon the Ibrox slopes We know you're only given. So lift up yer head Willie Woodburn For we have faith in you We know your hearts at Ibrox park With the boys in royal blue.

His name was Willie Woodburn And his crime was too much heart He gave his all for Rangers On the field of Ibrox park Then they banished him forever With the one they call sine die The name of Willie Woodburn In our hearts will never dir. Why must he go, why can't he stay He gave his all, that he might play He gave his all, each Saturday And left his heart down Ibrox way.

Now the English down at Wembley And the Welsh they know his name Take a trip to dear old Belfast And they'll tell you just the same For no matter where you wander Where they play this football game There's a legend lives amongst them Willie Woodburn is his name Why must he go, why can't he stay He gave his all, that he might play He gave his all, each Saturday And left his heart down Ibrox way.

I took a trip to Ibrox My favourite team for to cheer They were playing the Glasgow Celtic On the 1st day of the year. Now the ground was filled to capacity As the teams came out to play, The animals sang the soldiers song And the people dollys brae. Now the half time had came and went in The Glasgow Celtic were in the lead, Charlie Tully was running everywhere Shakin his rosary beads Well the green flags they were flying high Celtics hearts they were full of pride.

But the second half sure it started well And the Rangers they turned the tide. Well the ball goes out to Waddle And from 30 yards he did score, Sure you coudn't hear your ears at Ibrox park For the sash my father wore. Simpson beats the Celtic center half And in goes number 2. Now the Rangers fans are roaring As Geordie Young he takes a free. Onto the head of Billy Simpson And in goes number 3. They're the idols of Scotland And each game they play They try and they fight Till the end of the day When victory's theirs In our hearts they will bring This chorus I hope You will help me to sing.

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