Liverpool, Capital of Culture 2008

The Banks of the Mersey have always been
A land for those blown across the Irish Sea
But Scots have too come by this way
And brought their talents here to stay

The Welsh so close and made our words
Rich with poetry all have heard
Down Strawberry Fields And Penny Lane
The School of Science and The Liverpool Way

Merchants, pirates made men slaves
Greed and power their favourite trade
The blood of freedom races through
The lessons learned today ring true

The ugly face of drugs still grins
But just say no and don't give in
This yellow submarine this melting pot
This Scotland Road this Albert Dock

There’s Willy Russell and Alan Bleasedale
Rita Tushingham and Carla Lane
There’s Mersey Poets there’s ERIC’S and Cream
And down at the Cavern dreamers dream

There’s Mersey Tunnels And Mersey Beat
There’s Steven Gerrard with his Mersey Feet
There’s Mersey Words and Mersey Pride
We’re rich with life on Merseyside

And watching still the Liverbirds
Not once have flown from that high perch
The city’s safe within their keep
And all their children safely sleep

“What would you do if Jesus returned?”
A Baptist poster once wanted to learn
The answer came and this it said
“Move St John to inside left!”

Our river’s ferries take you home
And no one here will walk alone
We’ve The Liverpool Philly and the JMU
The Royal Court and The Everyman too

Down Church Street and then North John
Past Lord Street and the Vicky monument
Through the India Building on to Pier Head
The place is looks good but they haven’t finished yet

This vibrant land this heaven’s plot
This kaleidoscopic city's got the lot
Streets of Hope And Paradise found
Paddy’s wigwam and the Anglican, sound!

Picton Library St Georges Hall
The Walker Gallery right next door
We've seen the worst, we've lived the best
We’ve been judged at times by an ignorant press

Strikes and dole from prejudiced views
But the Liverpool Soul shines brightly through
There’s Echo and the Bunnymen, Pete Wylie,
Coral and Lightning Seeds

Red or Blue? John or Paul?
What joins us up? We’re Scousers all
No dustbin lids No “leavin’” songs
No "mucky kids" those days now gone

This timeless town this pool of life
With our 3 Graces proud beside
5 Euro Cups, and a treble for Hou
And a few cups won by those in blue

We gave the world its songs to sing
And built the ships that sailed its seas
And home to us will always be
This proud and cultured City

We’ve poets princes me arl Queen loyal
And a real scouse King in our own Jim Royle!
So now's the time to shout it loud
Well done Liverpool our Grand Auld Town!

By Parry Maguire