The Blarney Pilgrims - Crossmaglen | Текст песни

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• The Blarney Pilgrims
• Crossmaglen

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 fuck!
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

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