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You were just an Irish boy, you've never been free.

There were always a lot of soldiers who made you see

England is the one who rules over Belfast.

Oh why peace will come too late for you?

You're just another victim of this fight.

Which keeps Ireland is the big bloody night.

For a free Ireland many have fought.

Civilians dying every day, for whom,

just like you Irish boy, it is too late.

A sudden end has become you fate.

You're just another victim of this fight.

Which keeps Ireland in this big bloody night.

Irish boy

Do you hear the blazing guns, the killing goes on.

So far the ones who are left behind,

There's a lot to be done

Irish boy

England and the IRA are still talking today,

If they will find something to gain.

You didn't die in vain.

Irish boy