What are the ballad of hillsborough lyrics?

The Ballad Of Hillsborough

The Liverpool supporters

Were given the smaller end;

Crammed behind the goal mouth,

The fans were tightly penned.

Penned, penned in their thousands,

Penned in under the sky

No one there had reckoned,

That ninety-six would die.

The barriers all buckled,

They couldn't take the strain.

The cheers of jubilation,

Turned into cries of pain.

And when at last they noticed,

The police unlocked a gate,

But the exit was too narrow,

And they'd opened it too late.

The nation watched in Horror,

Stunned with disbelief

As the shadows from the goal mouth

Stained a football pitch with grief.

An inquiry has been opened

To find out who's to blame.

But for those who lost their dear ones,

Nothing will be the same.

For nothing brings the dead back,

Post mortems, flowers or prayers,

It's like reaching the top of the stairwell

And finding there's no stairs

That drop down into darkness,

Goes down and down and down

And grief's black water well there,

Inviting you to drown.

Never to see your loved ones,

Or hear them on the phone,

It's hard to believe when it happened,

That you'll never walk alone.

But down at the Kop at Anfield,

The goalmouth shows it's true,

The scarves around the crossbar,

Are knotted red and blue.

Despite divided loyalties,

Liverpool loves it's own,

And every tribute there proclaims,

You'll never walk alone.

Not by the banks of the Mersey

Nor down the terraced streets,

Beneath the great cathedrals,

A city's warm heart beats.

And now in the cold spring sunset,

The liver birds aflame,

The phoenix rose from the ashes,

A city can do the same.