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He came from Fife to Glasgow,
As a lad not yet eighteen,
Before to long he won his place,
On Celtic's famous team.

And when he played for Celtic,
He was loved by one and all,
At Parkhead Johnny Thomson,
We remember.

In the years he played for Celtic,
Sure the times were pretty lean,
But he was true and faithful to,
Our famous Celtic Team.

Six thousand pounds were offered,
And six thousand pounds turned down,
At Parkhead Johnny Thomson,
We remember.

But the Scottish Cup can home again,
In 1931,
And happy then the Celtic men,
The season has begun,

But early in that season,
Johnny Thomson lost his life,
At Parkhead Johnny Thomson,
We remember.

On the 5th day of September,
In the year of '31,
The record books will tell you that,
The Ranger's score was none.

They gave the score, what do not tell,
The price John Thomson paid,
At Parkhead Johnny Thomson,
We remember.

All his life he lived for Celtic,
For the Celts his life laid down,
And it was said that,
Greater love than his cannot be found.

And Johnny loved the Celtic,
He was loved by friend and foe,
At Parkhead Johnny Thomson,
We remember.