I (D) have a favourite brother and his Christian name is (A7) Paul.
He’s lately joined a football club, cause he's (D) mad (A7) about foot(D)ball.
He’s two black eyes already and teeth lost from his (A7 or G) gob.
Since (D) Paul became a (G) member of that (D) terrible (A7) football (D) club.
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(D) ’Cause he's football crazy, he’s football (A7) mad.
The football, it is taken away the (D) little bit of (A7) sense he (D) had
And it would take a dozen servants to wash his clothes and (A7 or G) scrub,
Since (D) Paul became a (G) member of that (D) terrible (A7) football (D) club.
In the middle of the field one afternoon, the captain said, “Now Paul,
Would you kindly take this place kick, ‘cause you're mad about football?”
He took forty paces backwards, shot off from the mark.
The ball went sailing over the bar and landed in New York.
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His wife, she says she'll leave him if Paulie doesn't keep
Away from football kicking at night-time in his sleep.
He calls out “Pass McGinty” and other things so droll.
Last night he kicked her out of bed and swore it was a goal
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