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Lyrics

Aye it's Celtic, Celtic that's the team for me, Celtic, Celtic on to victory, They're the finest team in Scotland, and I hope that you'll agree, We'll never stop till we've won the Cup and the Scottish Football League. They come from bonnie Scotland, they come from county Cork, They come from dear old Donegal and even from New York, From every street in Glasgow they proudly make their way, To a place that they call Paradise and this is what they say. Aye it's Celtic, Celtic that's the team for me, Celtic, Celtic on to victory, They're the finest team in Scotland, and I hope that you'll agree, We'll never stop till we've won the Cup and the Scottish Football League. They come from bonnie Scotland, they come from county Cork, They come from dear old Donegal and even from New York, From every street in Glasgow they proudly make their way, To a place called dear old paradise and this is what they say. Aye it's Celtic, Celtic that's the team for me, Celtic, Celtic on to victory, They're the finest team in Scotland, and I hope that you'll agree, We'll never stop till we've won the Cup and the Scottish Football League.