Never Again
There are six more who must be toasted
From the side which Internazionale roasted
On that victorious day in the sun
When in Lisbon the Champions' Cup they won.
In goal was Ronnie Simpson,the consummate veteran
Who spoiled many an opposing side's scoring plan
This was the greatest moment of a great career
Which will be spoken of for many a year.
Tommy Gemmell the flamBhoyant left back
Was easily picked out of this distinguished pack
His golden hair glinting in the sun
As he hit his cannonball shot on the run
This glorious and unstoppable equalizer
Proved to be the Celtic appetizer.
Alongside him but straightforward and sound
Jim Craig of whom St Gerard's was rightly proud
He pulled the teeth of many an attack
And played the part of safe right back
Right at the heart of the Parkhead engine room
Bobby Murdoch,whose skill could always lift any gloom
He produced that vital shot
From which Stevie his priceless goal got
Up front was Wallace of Will o' the wisp fame
Who added extra subtlety to the Celtic game
Inside the box many goals he ghosted
About which he could have boasted.
But let us not ever forget the great Jock Stein
The greatest Celtic manager there has ever been
His West of Scotland lads he shaped into a team
Adding the European Cup to achieve Celtic's dream
He was the astute mastermind behind this eleven
And brought to Paradise the nearest thing to heaven.
Every one of these men deserves to be lauded to the sky
But that remains a task for a far better minstrel than I
Now closes this poem about a team which has no equal
Whose unique victory ought to have brought a sequel.
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