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Medley: Crossmaglen / The Helicopter Song Lyrics
Éire Óg

Oh I'll sing a song,
Of the bravest men
That famous fighting unit from Armagh
They are the men,
From Crossmaglen,
Amongst the bravest Ireland's ever saw

Chorus
(Where) In Crossmaglen,
The fire burns true
The patriotic flame will never die
And when you hear, the battle cry
It will be the fighting men from Crossmaglen

At night you hear,
Bazookas roar,
Armalites are heard across the land.
The IRA,
Their spirits soar
They know their reckoning has come to hand

Chorus

The British scum,
They do fear,
Never again they'll see their cursed shore
Because they know
They'll pay dear
And the 'RA will even Ireland's bloody score

Chorus

We'll not give up!
Oh will we f***!
Until we're free!
Until Ireland's out of British hands
We'll never rest,
Until we see,
The tyrant's rule driven from our land

Chorus

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Helicopter Song
Dedicated to James Mc Quaide (Courtesy of Liam)

Chorus
And its up like a bird and its over the city
3 men are missin' I heard a warder cry
It must have been a bird that flew into the prison
Or one of these new ministers says
The warder in the joy

Early one mornin' as the branchmen were sleepin'
A little helicopter it flew across the sky
And down into the yard where some prisoners were walkin'
Get ready for inspection said
The warder in the joy

Chorus

Over in the Dáil they were drinkin' gin and brandy
The minister for justice was soakin' up the sun
When along came the news that some prisoners were escapin'
I think its 3 of the provos said
The warder in the joy.

Chorus

We'll search every home search every nook and cranny
Let no man rest until these men are found
For this cannot happen to a law and order government
I think you'll never find them said
The warder in the joy

Chorus


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