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When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of a storm
There's a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
For your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur
And the Spurs go marching on
Tottenham are the greatest team the world has ever seen
Tottenham are the greatest team the world has ever seen
Tottenham are the greatest team the world has ever seen
And the Spurs go marching on
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur
Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur
And the Spurs go marching on
Here we go with Leeds United,
We're gonna give the boys a hand
Stand up and sing for Leeds United
They are the greatest in the land
Everyday, we're all gonna say
We love you, Leeds, Leeds, Leeds!
Everywhere, we're gonna be there
We love you, Leeds, Leeds, Leeds!
Marching on together
We're gonna see you win
We are so proud
We shout it out loud
We love you, Leeds, Leeds, Leeds!
You are my Solskjaer, my Ole Solskjaer
You make us happy when skies are grey
And Alan Shearer was fucking dearer
Oh, please don’t take our Solskjaer away
We’ll always love you, you make us happy
You’re our legend, and our hero
You scored in plenty, as number twenty
And Man United could never lose
You are my Solskjaer, my Ole Solskjaer
You make us happy when skies are grey
’Cause when it’s pouring, you keep on scoring
Oh, please don’t take our Solskjaer away
Eg hadde ein gong ein drøm
Eg vett godt at den va sann
At Haugesund dei regjerte Norges land
Kvite og blå Englane F.K.H
Du treng ikkje undrast
Det e FKH
Me komme fra Bleikemyr
Me komme fra Solevang
Ifra Spanne, Aksnes, Risøy og Karmøyland
Kvite og blå Englane F.K.H
Du treng ikkje undrast
Det e FKH
Me komme fra Rossabø
Fra Gard, å gamle Flotmyr Nord
Ifra Skåredalen der alle sossane bor
Kvite og blå Englane F.K.H
Du treng ikkje undrast
Me e FKH
Så heis opp ditt flagg her nå
Det kvita å det kongeblå
La det vaia fra Skudeneshavn te Valevåg
Kvite og blå Englane F.K.H
Du treng ikkje undrast
Det e FKH!
Kem e di beste blant lago i vest?
Det e Stord, Stord, Stord!
Kem e so god at kvar kamp blir ein fest?
Det e Stord, Stord, Stord!
Me reise oss samen og synger i kor
Og hyller vår klubb som er Stord
Kem e di beste og kem lager fest?
Det er Stord, Stord, Stord!!