Oh how I long tae see the gers,the way it used tae be.tae stand among that heaving throng,'twas magical tae me.every other Saturday,all my friends and me,wid take the trip tae Ibrox,and sing of victory,the bus,the train tae Patrick,thru the tunnel in the dark,we,d enter on tae Copland road and head up tae the park. "We want the rangers,"the crowd wid start tae sing,and Grieg wid lead onto the park,and we had cooper on the wing.success we took for granted,for we always seemed tae win,but even if the team got beat,we,d take it on the chin,for that's whit bein a ranger should be all about,even when we never win,we should never doubt,now forty years huv come and gone,and I'm still rangers thru and thru,if you cut me I wid bleed,and my blood it wid be blue,oh how I long tae see the gers,the way it used tae be...watp