[Chorus]
Oh, Hampden in the sun,
Celtic seven and the Rangers one,
All my days I will sing in praise,
Of the Celtic team that played that day.

[Verse]
Sammy Wilson put the Celtic one up,
In the final of the Scottish League Cup,
And it was only Neilly Mochan's due,
When he nipped in and made it two.

[Chorus]
We sing, oh, Hampden in the sun,
Celtic seven and the Rangers one,
All my days I will sing in praise,
Of the Celtic team that played that day.

[Verse]
Georgie Niven was all at sea,
He couldn't stop McPhail from making it three,
And then young Billy sure he made it four,
The Celts were heading for a record score.

[Chorus]
We sing, oh, Hampden in the sun,
Celtic seven and the Rangers one,
All my days I will sing in praise,
Of the Celtic team that played that day.

[Verse]
Georgie Niven with a desperate dive,
He couldn't stop Mochan from making it five,
And then young Billy with a superb flick,
Sure, he completed a great hat-trick.

[Chorus]
We sing, oh, Hampden in the sun,
Celtic seven and the Rangers one,
All my days I will sing in praise,
Of the Celtic team that played that day.

[Verse]
Then to make the Rangers sick,
Bertie made it seven with a penalty kick,
And Charlie Tully, sure, he's on the ball,
He was taking the rife out of Ian McColl.

[Chorus]
We sing, oh, Hampden in the sun,
Celtic seven and the Rangers one,
All my days I will sing in praise,
Of the Celtic team that played that day.

[Chorus]
We sing, oh, Hampden in the sun,
Celtic seven and the Rangers one,
All my days I will sing in praise,
Of the Celtic team that played that day.