The Ibrox Disaster

New Year Bells had been ringing, All of Scotland was singing, The old year had died, And the new had been born. As the news of disaster From Ibrox came spreading, The news that would cause A whole nation to mourn Two great goals had been scored, In the last dying moments. Jimmy Johnstone for Celtic, For Rangers’ young Stein. Their supporters all cheered them, With voices of thunder, Unknowing what waited on staircase 13 66 people died Some in flower of their manhood, When the fences gave way And the barriers bent, Seasoned Glasgow policemen their faces all tearstained, With brave efforts, endeavoured far worse to prevent. All of Glasgow enjoined, For the first time in history. In the Glasgow cathedral no Billy’s, no Dan’s But the Old Firm united to pray for their victims, Of a tragedy set in the memory of man. New Year Bells had been ringing, All of Scotland was singing, The old year had died, And the new had been born. As the news of disaster From Ibrox came spreading, The news that would cause A whole nation to mourn.