Celtic park stands quiet
As the flags fly in the spring time breeze
And the spirits of Brother Walfrid
Embraces the faithful tears
The news was out that Tommy Burns
Had passed away in the early hours
And the shrine it builds and builds outside
The doors of Celtic Park
He was a man, a family man, a Calton man, a Celtic fan
He was adored, by everyone, from the wealthy clan, to the working man
He kept his faith in the Lord above, but his brave fight it was at an end
Well Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up there
His prayers they got answered
When as a boy he got his chance
To play for Glasgow Celtic
And to fill his dreams and his romance
Now in the sky over Paradise
There is a bright and shining star
For a Calton bhoy called Tommy Burns
He lived forever in our hearts
He was a man, a family man, a Calton man, a Celtic fan
He was adored, by everyone, from the wealthy clan, to the working man
He kept his faith in the Lord above, but his brave fight it was at an end
Well Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up there
Everyone has a story
Of when they met the Bhoy, TB
He'd be singing Mac the Knife
Or working for some charity
He would never pass a Celtic fan
Without a smile or a shake of hand
We'll remember you in song
Our friend, Tommy Burns
He was a man, a family man, a Calton man, a Celtic fan
He was adored, by everyone, from the wealthy clan, to the working man
He kept his faith in the Lord above, but his brave fight it was at an end
Well Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up there
He was a man, a family man, a Calton man, a Celtic fan
He was adored, by everyone, from the wealthy clan, to the working man
He kept his faith in the Lord above, but his brave fight it was at an end
Well Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up there
I say Tommy don't despair, wee Jinky waits for you...up theeerrrreee
