Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Wim The Tim Lyrics By Joe Dunn Music By Kenn Gordon Played By WILDERNESS-1916 

(1) We're on our way, we're Wim the Tim And on our way, we sing our hymn No more we'll roam, no more we'll dream We're going home, with the Celtic team We're on our way, we're on our way The league and cup, are here to stay we're on our way with the Celtic team Those are the Bhoys who reign supreme 

(2) We're on our way, we're Wim the Tim He's Martin O'Neil, we worship him He wears the green, of our football team At Celtic Park he reigns supreme We're on our way, we're on our way To the Paradise, where Celtic play We care not, what others say The Bhoys in green, will show the way 

(3) We're on our way, with Wim the Tim He's Hendrick Larson, we all love him He wears the green, of our football team At Celtic Park, he reigns supreme We're on our way, we're on our way To Hamden Park, Cup final day The Huns may sneer, the Huns may jeer We'll sing and cheer, we know no fear 

(4) We're on our way, we're Wim the Tim And on our way we sing our hymn From Scotlands Shore to Sinagapore They'll hear us roar, when the Celtic scores We're on our way, we're on our way The league and cup, are here to stay we're on our way with the Celtic team Those are the Bhoys who reign supreme 

We're on our way, we're on our way The league and cup, are here to stay we're on our way with the Celtic team Those are the Bhoys who reign supreme