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Songs or Chants that the Red Arny have sang through the years.
Come on you reds,
Come on you reds,
Come on you reds, come on,
come on you reds,
come on you reds,
come on you reds, come on
In your Glasgow slums,
you rake in the bucket for something to eat,
you find a dead rat and you think it's a treat,
in your glasgow slums
Oh when the reds, go steaming in
Oh when the reds go steaming in
I wanna be in that number
Oh when the reds go steaming in.
Sign on, Sign on
With hope, in your heart,
and you'll never get a job,
you'll never get a job
Sheep shaggin bastards,
we're only sheep shaggin bastards,
sheep shaggin bastards,
we're only sheep shaggin bastards
We hate Glasgow Rangers
We hate Celtic too, they're shite
We hate Dundee Utd
But Aberdeen we love you
altogether now...
Stand free
Wherever you may be
Cos we are the famous Aberdeen
We don’t give a fuck
Whoever you may be
Cos we are the famous Aberdeen
You are a wegie a fucking wegie,
You only happy on diro day,
You mams a stealer you dads a dealer,
But please dot take your hubs caps away.
You're in the wrong fucking country,
You're in the wrong fucking country,
You're in the wrong fucking country.
I would rather shag a sheep than mrs Mols
We're the Dons, from Aberdeen,
and we're the finest, that's ever been,
and we're gonna do it for you,
and we're gonna do it for you,
McLeish and Miller, and Strachan too,
will take us forward, and take us through,
cos we're gonna do it,
we're gonna do it,
we're gonna do it for you.
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CHORUS:- We're taking our team into Europe,
Yes we are oh yes we are,
all the way, every night and day,
singing the european song.
Oh all the way, every night and day,
singing the european song.
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We can sing, and we can play
cos Alex Ferguson, he knows the way,
and we're gonna do it,
we're gonna do it
we're gonna do it for you
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(Repeat Chorus)
Who's that lying at Pittodrie,
who's that lying on the floor,
It looks like Ian Durrant to me,
Cos Simmie's fucked his knee,
and he won't be playing for Rangers anymore.
Nice one simmie, nice one son.
nice one simmie, let's have another one.
Hello Hello, how do you do,
we fucked the boys in royal blue,
we fucked the boys in ever green,
we fucked the boys in tangerine.
One man went to mow, went to mow a meadow.
One man and his dog called spot, went to mow a meadow...
(continue until you get to 10 men went to mow)
We hate Rangers,
We hate Rangers,
we hate Rangers more than you,
we hate Rangers more than you.
(sung to celtic fans)
Oh I'd rather be a brush than be a Combe,
Rather be a brush,
Rather be a brush,
Rather be a brush than be a Combe.
(sung to Alan Combe)
The northern lights of old Aberdeen,
Sweet home sweet home to me,
The northern lights of Aberdeen,
For where I long to be.
I've been a wanderer all of my life,
And many a sight I've seen.
God speed the day,
when I'm on my way,
To my home in Aberdeen.
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When I was a lad, a tiny wee lad,
My mother said to me.
Come see the dons, the glorious dons,
Down at pittodrie.
They called them the heavenly dancers,
They made the heavens bright.
I'll never forget, that wonderful sight,
Down at Pittodrie.
Who who who who who let the huns out,
who who who who who let the huns out.
Hello hello, it's the only song you know
You know, you know, it's the only song you know
You sing it in the summer,
And you sing it in the snow,
Cos it's the only fucking song you know.
(sung to Rangers fans)
We're red,
You're dead,
We're bouncing on your head,
We're Aberdeen, Aberdeen.
We fucking hate Rangers
We fucking hate Rangers
We fucking hate we fucking hate Rangers
We fucking hate Rangers
We fucking hate Rangers
Let's go fucking mental
Let's go fucking mental
na na na na na na na na
Let's go fucking mental
Let's go fucking mental
na na na na na na na.
You're going home in a fucking ambulance
You're going home in a fucking ambulance
You're going home in a fucking ambulance
You're going home in a fucking ambulance
We're the barmy aberdeen army
nanananana
We're the barmy aberdeen army
nanananana
We're the barmy aberdeen army
nanananana
Aberdeen Aberdeen Aberdeen Abaaardeen!!!
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