Apparently some people did not appreciate that this feature was a look back at songs sung by Killie fans in the distant and not so distant past. It was never intended to be used as a song sheet for the modern day fan, the majority of whom would struggle to tell you what the Killie choir sound like as they are are only heard on rare occasions these days. They were supplied by fans old and young and reflected as accurately as possible what was actually being sung, not what should have been sung. That said, we aim to keep everyone happy so we had a brainstorm....sorry, an 'idea shower' and have changed history accordingly to try and kid on that we've always been whiter than white...  

COMMON GARDEN VARIETY

(She'll be coming round the Mountain)
I will wear a Killie bonnet 'til I pass away, I will wear a Killie bonnet 'til I pass away,
I will wear a Killie bonnet, with pretty flowers on it, wear a Killie bonnet 'til I pass away.

(She'll be coming round the Mountain)
There'll be Johnnie Walker water in the Cup, There'll be Johnnie Walker water in the Cup,
There'll be Johnnie Walker water, Johnnie Walker water,
Johnnie Walker water in the Cup - Thank heavens for that.

(H.A.P.P.Y.)
I'm Killie 'til I otherwise chose to be, I'm Killie 'til I otherwise chose to be, I know I am, I'm sure I am...I'm Killie 'til I otherwise chose to be.

(Unknown)
Killie persons, we are here, woah, woah, Killie persons, we are here, woah, woah,
Killie persons, we are here, we've nothing against you if you're queer...Woo-oo-oo-oo-oh!

(Unknown)
We're here, cos we appreciate Kilmarnock FC. We're here, cos we appreciate Kilmarnock FC etc. (no offence to etc's)

(Unknown)
K, I, L - L, I, E...and the name of the team is Kilmarnock FC.

(The Red Flag)
Oh way up high, up in the sky, we'll keep the rainbow flag flying high,
Through rain or muck, we'll get a bit dirty, but keep the rainbow flag flying high.

(Unknown)
We'll gently subdue you at home and we'll gently subdue you away, we'll talk pleasantly with any person that gets in our way,
We'll refuse to drink whisky and Newcastle Brown, the Killie Boys are nice chaps...na na na...etc

(Molly Malone)
In Dublin's fair trade city, where the young ladies are so intelligent, I first exchanged pleasantries with young Molly Malone,
She wheeled her wheel barrow, through the streets broad and narrow...
Singing...Big Issue! Big Issue! Big Issue!

(You got me singing the blues)
I've never felt more like singing the rainbows, The Killie would win - the Ayr would win as well,
Oh Killie, you got me singing the rainbows!

IN HONOUR OF OUR RIVALS

(Some Tommy Steel song no doubt)
My elderly father, said be a Killie fan, and don't dilly dally on the way,
We'll go to Pittodrie and clean it up a bit, we'll go to Celtic Park and make sure we sit,
With cutlery and baskets, tiskets and taskets, we'll teach the Ayr people how to have fun,
Oh, you won't come to Rugby Park and not enjoy it, cos we don't buy The Sun!

(Sailing)
We are Killie, slightly above average Killie, everyone likes us, we care.
We love Ayr, nice people, and we'll chase them, nowhere.

(No awa' tae bide awa')
As I was walking down the Copeland Road, I met a bunch o' strangers,
And they said to me, "Are you going to see, The famous Glasgow Rangers?"
So I took a trip to Ibrox Park, to see ma Uncle Willie,
And the boys in blue, lost rather miserably, to the boys of Ayrshire Killie.

(The Red Flag)
Hello Hello, How do you do? We love the boys in royal blue,
We love the boys in Emerald green, And we won't say anything obscene.

(She'll be coming round the Mountain)
Singing I come from Killie not from Ayr. Singing I come from Killie not from Ayr.
Singing I come from Killie, Although it doesn't really matter, I come from Killie not from Ayr - Who cares?

(Land of Hope and Glory)
We like Glasgow Rangers, We like Celtic too,
We like Ayr United, but we like Killie marginally better

(Marching Through Georgia)*
Hello, hello, we are the Killie boys. Hello, hello, we are the Killie boys.
And if you are an Ayr fan, best of luck to you. We will follow Kilmarnock.

(Marching Through Georgia)*
Hello, hello, we are the Killie boys. Hello, hello, you'll know us by our noise.
We're up to our knees in sausage rolls but we want a Killie Pie. We are the hungry Killie boys.