Theonlywayisskyblue
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What the hell was the wheelbarrow song all about ? Heard it for the first time at Highbury in the City end and thought I was still in an alcohol induced parallel universe from the night before
What the hell was the wheelbarrow song all about ? Heard it for the first time at Highbury in the City end and thought I was still in an alcohol induced parallel universe from the night before
We still sing that occasionallyOne of my favourite songs from about ten years ago was
Away, away, away,
We'll follow the City away,
No matter how far,
Train or by car,
We'll follow the City away.
Simple, effective and kept going for a few minutes. Was brilliant for one season and then stopped.
A lone wolf whistle after a shocking miss never fails to raise a smile as wellHaven’t heard for a while but always enjoyed the “shhhhh” until the away fans gave us a song then ironic cheers. I’m fact about half my enjoyment of live football comes from ironic cheers come to think of it.
Pretty minimalist, but in the Jimmy Hill years (and probably a bit later) I can remember "Cooooventry, Cooooventry" reverberating around Highfield Road. Didn't matter what age you were, and you didn't need to know any words, so it was really the ENTIRE crowd. Surprisingly inspiring.
That sounds familiar tbh Terry, I don't think you've imagined it.I have a vague recollection of being in the west terrace and a couple of the women who worked in the bar (or somewhere) would walk along the side of the pitch, behind the goal. every match with about 10 mins to go. they’d get a load of ‘good humoured’ abuse…”who ate all the pies” etc without fail.
Then final game of the season they got a standing ovation.
I might have dreamt it all.
Been some good ones from the oppo over the years too. After hearing “your ground’s too big for you” week after week from every away crowd I thought Wolves’ alternative was pretty clever;
“They're here, they’re there, they’re every fucking where empty seats, empty seats”
When we were asked to keep it clean for T. V.
“He’s here
He’s there
He’s every fuckin’ where Ernie Hunt”
Was changed to
“He’s here
He’s there
We’re not allowed to swear”
Later used for Andy Blair as I recall, and given that Blair probably covered 3 times as much ground as Ernie, a bit more appropriate! And it rhymed.He's here, he's there, he's every fucking where, Ernie Hunt, Ernie Hunt.
Torch this was a challenging learn !Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Blues!
The old King song. Sang that for a while mid 80s.
Torch this was a challenging learn !
Tina! Tina! Tina!Edit: also some chant to Peter Shilton asking if his Mrs knew he was here
I remember that think the story had just broke and the West End gave it to him all match non stop.Tina! Tina! Tina!
For the scoucersI used to enjoy the mass whistling of the Laurel and Hardy theme tune as the old bill walked in front of the West End.
Also, whatever happened to the second verse of 'In our Coventry homes'?
i.e.
you look in the dustbin for something to eat,
you find a dead dog and you think its a treat
in your (insert away town/city) homes
done with style!For the scoucers
In your Liverpool slums,
You look in the dustbin for something to eat,
You find a dead rat and you think it's a treat,
In your Liverpool slums,
In your Liverpool slums,
You s**t on the carpet, you p**s in the bath,
You finger your grandma, and think its a laugh,
In your Liverpool slums,
In your Liverpool slums,
You speak in an accent exceedingly rare,
You wear a pink tracksuit and have curly hair,
In your Liverpool slums,
In your Liverpool slums,
Your mum's on the game and your dad's in the nick,
You can't get a job 'cos you're too f***ing thick,
In your Liverpool slums
It was a Liverpool song we nicked. The Liverpool fans used to sing that verse back to usI used to enjoy the mass whistling of the Laurel and Hardy theme tune as the old bill walked in front of the West End.
Also, whatever happened to the second verse of 'In our Coventry homes'?
i.e.
you look in the dustbin for something to eat,
you find a dead dog and you think its a treat
in your (insert away town/city) homes
Don’t forget “Gerry Daly” to the tune ofNa na naaa-na
Na na naaa-na
Hey he-ey
Roy Barry
They were pretty unsophisticated days weren't they