a ground aye steeped in history and sometimes steeped in mud
the fitba that's been seen there could often stir the blood.
been so many exploits, so many glory airs
the red 'n' black's been worn by some right good Thistle
rearguard line has stoutly held, 'gainst many an attack so neat,
braw have held their own, from Cove to Telford Street.
Bremner, Milroy and even white-haired Jock
helped the Jags to hold the line and give them all a shock.
midfield's aft been magical, bright patterns that they wove
accent aye on skill and flair in many a heavy grove.
Hendry, Duncan, Christie, not forgetting Ian Cumming
flicks, the tricks, the cunning pass, to set the nets a-humming.
been so many strikers to make opponents rave and rant
Mitchell, Stephen, Cowie and even Willie Grant.
wingers down the touchline, Tony Fraser and wee Tich,
Jags attack inventive, could fair make defenders itch.
century's naught but the merest wink o' the Lord's bright
our memories glitter fondly, of the boys who played on the
down the decades tumble, auld cheers ring long and loud
those who played for Thistle and made us all sae proud.
here's a toast to memories, of happy days and nights,
cups and wins over those in blue and even lily white.
lights are dimmed forever, o'er the Dornoch Firth they've gone
we can mind the epic games on which they brightly shone.
wasn't always good times, there was fair share of bad
those who played and those who paid gave everything they had
the great name of Thistle, for which passion made them try
in such hearts, bled red and black, the Jags will never die.....