| Friendly ghosts, an old sign post, voices fill the air
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| A smiling Nan, a babies pram come strolling down the street
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| Its in me heart, I feel a part, of the Merseybeat
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| A soccer ball, an old brick wall, where children love to play
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| Sad times, back in 89, on that fateful day
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| Young and old, hearts of gold, on a marble stone
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| Hear our song, it echoes on, through «You'll Never Walk Alone»
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| Oh town of pride, upon the tide beneath the Liverbirds
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| Witty rhymes, Church bell chimes, through deep and loving words
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| Memories, so tenderly, running through my mind
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| Liverpool, my shining jewel upon the Merseyside
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| Cavern nights, old street lights, guitars that gently weep
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| Yesterday, seems far away, from Penny Lane and Lime Street
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| George and John although you’re gone, your melodies will stay
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| Imagine, oh I imagine, if you were here today |