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Terrace Chants
By Chris,
September 30 2006

Chants


United Calypso:

Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted.

Whenever they're playing in your town,
Be sure to get to that football ground,
Take a lesson, come and see, Football taught by Matt Busby,
Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted.

Down on Maine Road's greasy pastures,
Play a load of dozy bastards, Colin Bell, the City ace,
A ruptured duck has got more pace,
Oh Manchester, Manchester United,
A bunch of bouncing Busby Babes,
They deserved to be knighted.

The Red Flag:

The Red Flag
United's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded all our Munich dead,
Before their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their heart's blood dyed it's ev'ry fold.

Then raise United's banner high,
Beneath it's shade we'll live and die,
So keep the faith and never fear,
We'll keep the Red Flag flying here.

We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll never die, we'll never die,
We'll keep the Red flag flying high,
Because Man United will never die.

Glory Glory Man United:

Glory Glory Man United
Glory glory Man United,
Glory glory Man United,
Glory glory Man United,
And the reds go marching on on on.

Just like the Busby Babes in Days gone by,
We'll keep the Red Flags flying high,
You've got to see yourself from far and wide,
You've got to hear the masses sing with pride

United! Man United!,
We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly,
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly,
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly.

In Seventy-Seven it was Docherty,
Atkinson will make it Eighty-Three,
And everyone will know just who we are,
They'll be singing 'Que Sera Sera'

United! Man United!
We're the boys in Red and we're on our way to Wem-ber-ly,
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!,
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly,
Wem-ber-ly! Wem-ber-ly!
We're the famous Man United and we're going to Wem-ber-ly.

Glory Glory Man United,
Glory Glory Man United,
Glory Glory Man United,
As the Reds Go Marching On! On! On! (x3)

Pride of all Europe:

Pride Of All Europe
We are just one of those teams,
That you see now and then,
We often score six,
But we seldom score ten,
We beat 'em at home,
And we beat and we beat 'em away,
We kill any b***ards,
That get in our way.
We are the pride of all Europe,
The cock of the North,
We hate the Scousers, the Cockneys of course,
We are United,
Without any doubt,
We are the Manchester boys.

Player Chants

Roy Keane:

Oh, Keano's F***ing magic,
He wears a magic hat,
And when he saw Old Trafford,
He said "I fancy that"
He didn't sign for Arsenal,
Or Blackburn 'cos they're shite,
He signed for Man United,
Because they're fucking dynamite.

Ole Gunnar Solskjaer:

You are my Solskjaer my Ole Solskjaer,
You make me happy when skies are grey,
Oh Alan Shearer was F***ing dearer,
So Please don't take my Solskjaer away.

Ryan Giggs:

Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, running down the wing,
Feared by the blues,
Loved by the reds,
Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs, Ryan Giggs.

John O'Shea:

When Johny goes Marching down the wing
O'Shea, O'Shea
When Johny goes Marching down the wing
O'Shea, O'Shea,
When Johnny goes marching down the wing,
The Stretford End will stand and sing,
We all know that Johnny's gunna' score!