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