Sunday the 6th of May 1973 Was, as it turns out, a special day for me When a little blonde boy who has long since gone. He hated Sundays, they were empty, quiet and long But this was a Sunday like no other As he waited in a purple hotel with his little brother In came the heroes of yesterdays FA Cup Some wore suits, some still looked like they were all 'shook up' A ginger player took him by the hand And introduced him to the players of Sunderland With the goalie he took a champagne sip And often when he goes on a memory trip He wonders if when he left the room, all quiet and shy He didn't turn around and say goodbye And now 41 years later, the boy is but a
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