When I find myself in times of trouble-
40 years of agony,
There will be an answer:
"Let it be."
And in my darkest hour-
There is Germany scoring number three,
I whisper words of wisdom:
"Let it be."
Chorus (Let it be, Let it be, Let it be, Let it be
There will be an answer, Let it be).
When the broken hearted players-
sitting in the field agree,
"We will trust Capello"-
"Let it be".
For though we may be parted-
In my dreams I see the cup with me,
I whisper words of wisdom:
"Let it be."
Chorus- Let it be, Let it be....
I take the plane from Cape to Jo'Burg-
Soccer City beckons me,
I whisper words of wisdom:
"Let it be."
I wake up to the sound of music-
England fans they call to me:
Chanting till tommorrow:
Let it be.
Chorus- Let it be, Let it be.....
And in my final hour-
There are people on the pitch with me,
They think that it's all over:
Let it be. Let it be quick.
(and afterwards)
I take my morning filter coffee-
Shall I blame the referee,
There's no point, that's just silly-
Let it be. Let it be.
Dee-o-Dee 2010.
Sunday, 23 May 2010
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