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.