You’ll never walk alone (Celtic supporters)

When you walk,through a storm hold your head, up high and don’t be afraid, of the dark At the end,of the storm,is a golden sky and the sweet silver song,of lark. Walk on, through the wind walk on, through the rain, Tho’ your dreams, be tossed and blown WALK ON,WALK ON,WITH HOPE IN YOUR HEART AND YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE WALK ON,WALK ON,WITH HOPE IN YOUR HEART AND YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE YOU’LL NEVER WALK ALONE