OH HAMPDEN IN THE SUN

Oh Hampden in the sun,
Celtic 7 and the Rangers 1,
That was the score when it came time up,
The Timalloys had won the cup.

I see Tully running down the line,
He slips the ball past Valentine,
It's nodded down by 'Teazy Weazy',
And Sammy Wilson makes it look so easy.

I see Mochan beating Shearer,
The League Cup is coming nearer,
He slams in an impossible shot,
The Rangers team has had their lot.

Over comes a very high ball,
Up goes McPhail above them all,
The ball and Billy's head have met,
A lovely sight the ball is in the net.

Young Sam Wilson has them rocked,
But unluckily his shot was blocked,
Then big Bill with a lovely lob,
Makes it look such an easy job.

Now here is Mochan on the ball,
He runs around poor Ian McColl
Wee George Niven takes a daring dive,
But Smiler Mochan makes it number five.

Down the middle runs Billy McPhail,
With John Valentine on his tail,
With a shot along the ground,
The cup's at Parkhead safe and sound.

Here comes Fernie, cool and slick,
He ambles up to take the kick,
He hits it hard and low past Niven,
The Tims are in their Seventh Heaven

OH HAMPDEN IN THE SUN

Oh Hampden in the sun
Celtic 7 and the Rangers 1
All my days I will sing in praise
Of the Celtic team that played that day

Sammy Wilson put the Celtic one up
In the final of the Scottish League Cup
And it was only Neilly Mochan's due
When he nipped in and made it two

Oh Hampden in the sun.....

Geordie Niven was all at sea
He could stop McPhail from making it three
And then young Billy sure he made it four
The Celts were heading for a record score

Oh Hampden in the sun.....

Geordie Niven with the desperate dive
He couldn't stop Mochan from making it five
And then you Billy with the superb flick
Sure he completed a great hat-trick

Oh Hampden in the sun.....

Then to make the Rangers sick
Fernie made it seven with a penalty kick
And Charlie Tully sure he's on the ball
He's taken the micky out of Ian McCall

Oh Hampden in the sun.....