Sometimes I've been asked by one man or another

Why do I follow Celtic, why do I take the bother

But he must be a fool, who would ask me such a question

So then how can I explain, try to tell him what he's missing

And it's 1, 2, 3, Celtic for me

Not a team in the world like the Celtic



If a man has never seen Glasgow Celtic when they're playing

He mustn't have a soul, mustn't know what he is saying

And if he's never heard when the Celtic crowd is cheering

Then there's nothing I can say but he must be hard of hearing

And it's 1, 2, 3, Celtic for me

Not a team in the world like the Celtic



When Celtic are in Parkhead I am proud to be there with them

Soon they play again but sadly I do miss them

They're the team for me, their could never be another

And then some fool wil ask, why do I take the bother

And it's 1, 2, 3, Celtic for me

Not a team in the world like the Celtic



So if anyone should ask and you want to give a reason

Tell him go and find himself a ticket for the season

And when he's been to Parkhead and seen the Celtic playing

Well it won't be very long until you will hear him saying

Why do I take the bother

And it's 1, 2, 3, Celtic for me