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I was born on a Belfast street where the Royal drums do beat
And those English loving feet they walked all over us,
And every single night when me Da would come home tight
He'd invite the neighbors outside with this chorus:

Come out you black and tans,
Come out and fight me like a man
Tell your wives how you won medals down in Flanders

Listen, listen, listen, here’s a song for Pearse and Nessan
Known as the Brixton Busters far and wide
Like a bolt right out of heaven they escaped from Brixton prison
The Provos they could not keep inside

It happened on a Sunday, it became an "on-the-run day"
Both lads had been praying on their knees
Sure the warders thought it shocking when the gun came from the stocking

So let's pull down the watchtowers
You’re going home at last
Say farewell to Bellaghy
Carrickmore and West Belfast
With your kit bag on your shoulder and
A tear all in your eye
But pardon me for smiling while
You're waving me goodbye

'Twas down by Brannigan's Corner, one morning I did stray
I met a fellow rebel, and to me he did say
"We've orders from the captain to assemble at Drumbar
But how are we to get there, without a motor car?"

"Oh, Barney dear, be of good cheer, I'll tell you what we'll do
The Specials they are plentiful and the IRA are few
We'll send a wire to Johnston to meet us at Stranorlar

I drove my saracen through your garden last night
Sing up the RA
I kicked your front door down around at midnight
Sing up the RA
Oh somthing's telling me boy you're avoiding me
And when I find you, you will go for your tea

Oh I've got a brand new shiny helmet and a pair of kinky boots

Well, Ireland is a very funny place, sir
It's a strange and a troubled land
And the Irish are a very funny race, sir
Every girl's in Cumann na mBan
Every doggy has a tri-colored ribbon
Tied firmly to his tail
"And it wouldn't be surprising
If there'd be another

Chorus:
And it's down along the Falls Road that's where I long to be
Lying in the dark with the Provo company
A comrade on me left ai another one on me right
And a clip of ammunition for me little Armalite!

I was stopped by a soldier he said "you are a swine"
He hit me with his rifle and he kicked me in the groin

Tiocfaidh ár lá! Our Day Will Come!
A glorious day for Ireland's fighting sons
The day will come we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty

It's been a long 800 years
Of English scorn for Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice

Now, in Ireland we have rouges enough to last
In the UDR, the army and the SAS
But the lowest of the low
Is the foe you do not know
And that's the man they call the Supergrass

Singing rifle terra luddy terra lee
(oh terra lee)

The[D] night was dark and the[G] fight was[D] over,
The[D] moon shone[G] down O'Connell[D] Street,
I[G] stood alo[D]ne,where[G] brave men[D] perished,
Thoes[D] men have[A] gone,their[G] God to[D] meet.
[Chorus]
My only son was shot in Dublin,
Fighting for his country bold,
He fought for Ireland,and Ireland only,

[G] Read the roll of [Em] honour for [C] Ireland's bravest [G] men
We must be [Em] united in [Am] memory of the [D] ten,
[G] England you're a [Em] monster, don't [C] think that you have [G] won
We will never [C] be de[G]feated while Ireland [D] has such [G] sons.



In those dreary H-Block cages ten brave young Irishmen lay