Royal Blue Mersey

Onwards Evertonians
Onwards for to see
To see the Old Twin Towers
And sing of Wembley

See the Royal Blue Jerseys
As graceful as can be
Forging on to Victory
And fighting constantly

Onwards Evertonians
Don't let your pride be moved
Remember our song for Wembley is We Shall Not Be Moved

We shall not, we shall not be moved
We shall not, we shall not be moved
Just Like the team that's gonna win the FA Cup
We shall not be moved

Brian (4), great verses to our song but must confess that's the first time I have ever heard them, I think we just sang the chorus repeatedly in 1966 and later.

A-side: R oaring and Scoring. B-side: The toast of Merseyside.

Not to mention

"Aye, aye aye aye,
For West is better than Yashin,
For Alex is better than Eusebio
And Liverpool are in for a thrashin'"

I think there were several very slightly different versions. I remember in our crowd alone there'd be some singing your lines and others singing something slightly different but overall the same, if you know what I mean.

The ones you mention were generally the lines where you'd hear a few mumblings by some who weren't sure what to sing but managed to get the main words in. Generally most of us/them had partaken of a few aperitifs by then so weren't too worried.

I remember one year, 12 of us stayed in a cracking hotel (must have got a deal somehow) with a huge bar on the ground floor, marble everywhere and a baby grand piano. It was full of tourists and they ended up taking loads of photos and some joined in while we gave em renditions of all our Everton songs and our own list which included "Where do You go To My Lovely (Peter Sarstedt), Down In The West Texas Town of El Paso (don't know) and others.

All our lads knew the words perfectly and there were bits thrown in and solos in there too. Hilarious. It was great to see all the tourists who at first viewed us with a little bit of concern come round and want their photos taken with us and applaud our singing.

Not a bad word said, not the slightest hint of any trouble. In fact one of the lads (one of the youngest too) did wonders for Anglo/American relations when he met an "older" American lady and met up with her in the evening after the match to "sign a treaty of trade relations."

When he turned up late for breakfast in the huge dining room, with a stupid grin on his face and looking like he'd not had a wink of sleep ;-), we gave him a standing ovation which all the other guests having breakfast joined in with, not having the slightest idea why or what they were applauding. All the way home on our mini coach he sang "Chicago Chicago."

Years later he used to ask "Come on who else has ever had a standing ovation from a couple of hundred people for shagging someone?" Brilliant trip that one, Watford final I think.

Great memories indeed mate. I feel so sorry for younger Evertonians (my sons in particular) who have never had anything like that to enjoy. Let's hope it changes sometime soon!

Four of us went over and stayed in Hanover for the weekend. The game was on a Saturday afternoon. Following the game, we jumped the train back to Hanover for an evening on the ale. We found one particular bad and settled down for a few. As the ale flowed we started singing a few Everton songs. A few locals (not football fans) took interest in us and started a few songs of their own, which we tried to join in with.

We eventually got round to the Mikel Arteta song. Suddenly a few German rockers / bikers came in. There must have been about 12 - 15 of them, and we thought "Oh shit, we've had it"

Within 30 minutes we had taught them the whole song, and the whole bar was singing "The best little Spaniard we know", every single rocker / biker joining in.

When we finally left, the bar owner thanked us for a great night, saying it was one of the best nights in his bar for months. Great memories.

Excellent story, Rob, and the sort that seems to happen often when Evertonians gather. Not saying other teams' supporters don't have similar times but Evertonians are renowned for their ability to have a good time, mix well with the locals, and leave a good impression.

Let's hope we get the chance to do it again... though, if we do, it'll be like a scene from the film "Wild Hogs", the age of some of us, haha!

It's our heritage and is to be revered and will hopefully, ( increasing hope, more than genuine belief, at the moment) that they will herald a new dawn and can be sing in the BMD ground..

There was another one we done around then to Quo's Pictures of Matchstick Men, anyone remember that one?

There was another pop song around then to Needles and pins wasn't there?

Another time on a wet and cold Boxing Day at Goodison the Gladdy started "Doopy doopy doopy doopy in the morning" which went on word for word for about 20 minutes.

Happy Days!

Only thing worse was repeating Alan Ball to the tune of Silent Night. They weren't always stirring chants, lol!!!

It's a great shame about the end of this line though.

I met Big Ron Yeats many times when he used to frequent the Fruit & Veg market (late 70s / early 80s) – a thoroughly nice bloke.

You guys know about this part of the site, right?

"Na na na na,
Na na na na
hey heyhey
Colin Harvey!"

When playing Man City, to the tune of Jolson's Mammy:

"Summerbee, Summerbee,
We'll walk a million miles to the end of your nose
Mike Summerbee."

A bottle of Higsons Brown Ale, a hot meat pie (with the gravy all down your front) and watching the magnificent Everton along with the music of the 60s — what a great time.

I loved ”All together Now” by the Lars. Written by a Red but a cracker song all the same.

My fondest memory was singing “Oh Andy is Our King”, with the great man on my shoulders in a pub down County Road.

He had hung his boots up by then and was a lot heavier than the guy who scored that great goal against the red shite!!

Proper Legend.

The La's sung "There She Goes".

And "We Shall Not Be Moved". Before my time — I only knew it as a cup song everyone sings.

We definitely need a new Song Sheet!

I remember the team running out to “We shall not be moved” ‘69-70 when we won the league, tho I can't remember why we changed it from "Z-Cars" for most of that season. Anyone with a better memory than me?

I literally only heard the first few notes before the whole ground seemed to roar it out. The whole Gwladys Street bounced in unison.

Not sure what the Sandy song was but there was an ad on TV that started "Brown, Brown, Brown (somebody's) Brown, drink it down"

The other was to the tune of; "Nothing could be finer than to be in Carolina in the morning" – if that is of any help whatsoever.

Memory may be playing tricks but I think it was for Watney's Brown (Christ on a bike!) and was 'sung; by none other than Morecambe and Wise.

Sandy Brown was quite a cult hero it seems, did long servants such as Roger Kenyon or Tommy Wright ever have a song for them?

David S (#44); That was the funny part, it doesn't mean anything as far as I know, made up on the spur. The only true part was the last bit,"...in the morning". The one thing that brings that game and "singing" to mind was that it was announced before the teams came out that 3 Everton players (Harvey & Hurst may have been 2 of them) wouldn't be playing as they had been injured in training and one of the lads said; "Christ, we're not still training with swords, are we?"

In the mid 70s we were away to Leeds in the League Cup (a midweek game, lost 3-1) and between the ground and the motorway was a patch of open land that wasn't lit so you couldn't see who was out there but you could hear thousands singing, "Cos we're the barmy Everton army, up the leg of your drawers!"

Alan Ball, Alan Ball..
hit it down the right wing,
put it in the air,
send it through the middle
and brother he'll be there.
Alan Ball...

Everton, Everton, Everton FC da da da da
We,re gonna win the FA Cup sir
Liverpool are runners up sir
We are the greatest team you'll all agree
Everton F C da da

Sad, I know...

Tell me Ma, me Ma,
I won't be home for my tea,
We're going to Wemberley,
Tell me Ma, me Ma

We shall not, we shall not be moved .etc.

Loving the sound of us doing Mellow Yellow too!

The there was the "to put the champagne on ice, We're going to Wembley twice."

Another version (different start) of we shall not be moved was:

We're on our way to Wembley,
We shall not be moved,We shall not be moved,

Just like the the team,
That's gonna win the FA Cup
We shall not be moved,

We shall not,
We shall not be moved,
We shall not,
We shall not be moved,

Just like the the team,
That's gonna win the FA Cup (again !)
We shall not be moved!

Remember "It was in the year of 66 in the grand old month of May."?

Tranmere used to do a great one that would have made a good Everton song, it was something like...

"So they sprinkled it with stardust to make the grass seeds grow,
Finest turf in England no matter where you go,
They put in floodlights for when it's dark...
When it was finished they called it Prenton Park."

Memories.

Sorry. mate, I haven't got a clue who or what is Sean South.

They come from Garston, Walton, they come from Dingle too
They even come from Anfield to see the boys in Blue
They come from Park Road, Huyton and all of Merseyside
They travel up to Goodison Park to loudly sing with pride

Gimme an E-V-E-R-T-O-N... [chorus]

that subsequently got changed to:
"Whose the greatest of them all? - Little curly Alan Ball.
Whose the player with the most? - Sandy Brown and beans on toast"

In fact Alan (42) was it you who was responsible for the latter version?

Spare a thought to the fans of LLANFAIRPWLLGWYNGYLLGOGERYCHWYRNDROBWLLLLANTYSILIOGOGOGOCH football club

I do admit to getting a bit embarrassed by the If Ya Know Yer 'Istory song as it seems to sum us up too much in that's what we're clinging to. We need a new song which gets everyone in the ground pumping but something with an identity.

Hey Pete, no sweat, mate. We all get our groups and songs mixed up over time. :-)

Fully agree we need a rousing, simple-to-sing song, that almost everyone in the ground will join in with. Would make a huge difference!

First Record

Come listen to a story about a man named Fred
Could score a goal with his feet or his head.
Then one day playing against the 'Pool
slipped past Yeats and he scored one cool

Well Ron Yeats said well I do declare
It's about time I moved away from here
I think that Tranmere is the place I should be
Then I'll have no Pickering to bother me

There is more but I am only guessing about the Kopites being in despair and blues throwing their scarves in the air.

It's a long way to Wembley stadium
It's a long way to go
It's a long way to Wembley stadium
For the greatest team I know
So long Upper Parlie
Farewell Clayton Square
It's a long long way to Wembley stadium
But for Everton we're there.