/: Armoured cars and tanks and guns
Came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind
The men behind the wire :/
In the little streets of Belfast
In the dark of early morn
British soldiers came arunning
Breaking little homes with scorn
Hear the sobs of crying children
Dragging fathers from their beds
Watch the scene as helpless mothers
Watch the blood fall from their heads
/: Armoured cars and tanks and guns
Came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind
The men behind the wire :/
Not for them a judge or jury
Or indeed a crime at all
Being Irish means they're guilty
So they're guilty one and all
'Round the world the truth will echo
Cromwell's men are here again
England's name again is sullied
In the eyes of honest men
/: Armoured cars and tanks and guns
Came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind
The men behind the wire :/
Proudly march behind our banner
Proudly march behind our men
We will have them free to help us
Build a nation once again
On the people, step together
Proudly marching on your way
Never fear or never falter
Till the boys come home to stay
/: Armoured cars and tanks and guns
Came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind
The men behind the wire :/
