A WORD WITH WILF

Were yer looking down, Wilf, were yer with me Dad Sitting with John Widdowfield and Harry, his brave lad Weren't the fans terrific, did you hear them roar Didn't Boro start well and what a time to score. What about them boots now, that stadium 'n all Would have been amazing to see you with that ball Just to watch Juninho must've made you grin I bet you had a chuckle when that penalty went in. Hope it made you smile, Wilf, I hope it made your day And every other Boro fan not here with us today I saw you play at Ayresome in 1953 Me Dad stood on the Holgate and he got me in for free I met you just before you died, in the café on Marske stray We talked about the old times, yer made me laugh that day. I drank with Stevie Gibson the night the cup was won And through the tears and endless beers I said how well he'd done I told him that we loved him, the way me Dad loved you He said, Look I'm no different, just Boro through and through. Next time I pass your statue, I'll linger for a while And if I look real closely, I know I'll see you smile. It's been a long old time, Wilf, but didn't they do us proud The chairman and the manager, the players and the crowd It's been a long old time, Wilf, at last we've done things right We've gone through that great darkness and come into the light. Night night, Wilf, night night. ------------------------------------- Read the wiki on Wilf Mannion, Superstar. Thank you.