You’ll never walk alone (Celtic supporters)

When you walk,through a storm hold your head, up higher and do not be afraid, of the dark At the finish,of the storm,is a golden sky and the sweet silver song,of lark. Walk on, by way of the wind walk on, by way of the rain, Tho’ your dreams, be tossed and blown Walk ON,Walk ON,WITH HOPE IN YOUR HEART AND You are going to By no means Walk Alone You’ll By no means Stroll By yourself Walk ON,Stroll ON,WITH HOPE IN YOUR HEART AND You will In no way Stroll By yourself You will Never Walk On your own