The Men Behind the Wire Armoured cars and tanks and guns Came to take away our sons But every man will stand behind The Men Behind the Wire Through the little streets of Belfast In the dark of early morn British soldiers came marauding Wrecking little homes with scorn. Heedless of the crying children Dragging fathers from their beds Beating sons while helpless mothers Watched the blood flow from their heads Chorus Not for them a judge or jury Or indeed a crime at all Being Irish means they're guilty So we're guilty one and all Round the world the truth will echo CromweIl's men are here again England's name again is sullied In the eyes of honest men Chorus. Proudly march behind our banners Firmly stand behind our men We will have them free to help us Build a Nation once again On the people stand together Proudly firmly on your way Never fear, and never falter Till the boys are home to stay. ARB
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