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GO ON HOME BRITISH SOLDIERS

Go on home British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own 
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for 800 more

If you stay British soldiers, if you stay
You'll never ever beat the ira
For the 14 men in Derry
Are the last that you will bury
So take a tip, and leave us bloody be

So go on home British Soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

We're not British, we're not Saxon, we're not English
We're Irish and proud we are to be
So fuck your Union Jack, we want our country back
We want to see old Ireland free once more

So go on home British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

We'll fight them British soldiers for the cause
We'll never bow to soldiers because
Throughout our history, we were born to be free
So get out British bastards leave us be

So go on home British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

Go on home British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we will fight you for 800 more

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