Songs



"Billy the king"

Oh lets drink, a drink, a drink
To Billy the king, the king, the king,
The creator of the greatest team,
For he invented professional football,
And this year we'll win the league.

Now Gerry Byrne,
Refused a tourniquet,
When he's broken his collarbone,
And they just rubbed on medicinal compound,
And Gerry goes marching on, on, ON!

Oh lets drink, a drink, a drink
To Billy the king, the king, the king,
The creator of the greatest team,
For he invented professional football,
And this year we'll win the league.

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To the tune of That's Amore

When he runs down the wing
You can hear the Kop sing
Billy Liddell!
When he runs through to score
You can hear the Kop roar
Billy Liddell
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
Bil-ly Lid-dell


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Poem by Wooltonian

When your maker calls your name,
He will not ask if you won or lost,
But how you played the game.
and believe me when I say
"Boy, did Billy play the game"

King Billy quote

"I saw Billy Liddell play at Anfield with Stanley Matthews on the other side. Both produced breathtaking performances; both teased the other's defence and both delivered constantly inch-perfect corners. One moment of Liddell's magic came when he was standing outside his opponents' penalty area. A lazy ball bounced towards him and from a standing position, he headed the ball. It went like a rocket, hit the crossbar with the goalkeeper well beaten and rebounded (first bounce) outside the area. If you ally this to his shooting power and speed, his determination and sporting conduct, it is ill advised to say a modern player is better without qualification."

A letter from Newby Jones in The Telegraph

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