I've got this version from Singing Together, Autumn 1968.

I have a favourite brother and his Christian name is Paul
He's lately joined a football club for he's mad about football.
He's got two black eyes already and teeth lost from his gob
Since Paul became a member of that terrible football club

Chorus
He's football crazy, He's football mad.
The football it has taken away the little bit of sense he had
And it would take a dozen servants to wash his clothes and scrub
Since Paul became a member of that terrible football club.

Chorus:

In the middle of the field one afternoon, the captain says to Paul
'Would you kindly take this place kick, since your mad about football.'
He took forty paces backward, shot off from the mark,
The ball went sailing over the bar and landed in New York.

Chorus:

His wife she says she'll leave him, if Paul he 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 the bed and swore it was a goal.

Jon