Stevie G

When we find ourselves in times of trouble,
Stevie G runs past me,
Playing the game with wisdom,
Stevie G

And in my home, the Spion Kop,
We watch him jog, right in front of me,
Spreading balls with wisdom,
Stevie G

Let it be, let it be,
Let it be, Stevie G,
The local lad turned hero,
Stevie G

And when the jubilant Kopite people,
All living in The Park agree,
That we all know the answer,
Stevie G

And although we may all be fooled,
There is still a chance that we will see,
The footballing phenomen,
Stevie G

Let it be, let it be,
Let it be, Stevie G,
Spreading balls with wisdom,
Stevie G

And when the night is cloudy,
There is still a man that we all see,
A young, committed Kopite,
Stevie G

Playing to the sound of music,
Stevie G runs past me,
Playing the game with wisdom,
Stevie G

Let it be, let it be,
Let it be, Stevie G,
For we all know the answer,
His name is Stevie G