Oh take me back to Love Street, back to my happy place

back to the ground of glory, those golden days of grace

where every cheer was thunder, where every game had thrills

and heroes lit the terraces with passion pride and skill

Take me to the north bank, to hear that wondrous roar

ten thousand voices rising loudly, and twenty thousand more

the saints go marching in would echo strong and long

a sea of black and white as one, united in their song

Take me back to 1980 Anglo Scottish cup in hand

five past Bristol City, pride was sweeping through the land

with Jackie Copland leading, standing tall and proud

a captain of true courage, saluted by the Paisley crowd

And further back to 1926 when history was first made

the Scottish cup to Love Street came and legends were displayed

with Bryceland’s strength and Lapsley’s class and Gemmell’s helping hand

they carved their names in silver bright, the pride of Saint’s great stand

And more glory Scottish cup days, when dreams would come alive

59 and 87 the Saints would still survive

Through battles fought with heart and soul through grit and sheer belief

they brought the silver home again to joy beyond relief

The legends grace my memory, their names still shining bright

like Aber, McGarvey and Stark on those electric nights

from Bryceland through to modern days, their spirit’s still the same

a tapestry of glory years that built the Saint’s great name

Do take me back to Love Street where my heart will always stay

through every high and heartbeat, it never fades away

for though the years have moved us on, those memories remain

in Paisley’s soul, forever proud the Saints will rise again.

Tomaidh

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"And further back to 1926 when history was first made

the Scottish cup to Love Street came and legends were displayed

with Bryceland’s strength and Lapsley’s class and Gemmell’s helping hand

they carved their names in silver bright, the pride of Saint’s great stand"

You should always check the output

I remember seeing Tony Fitzpatrick in drag singing

Take me back to the Black Hills, the Black Hills of Old Love St.

To the beautiful steps of the North Bank that I loved