Go Lucky Four the belfast brigade

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Craigavon sent the Specials out
To shoot the people down
He thought the IRA were dead
In dear old Belfast town
But he got a rude awakenin'
When with rifle and grenade
He met the First Battalion of the Belfast Brigade!
Glory, glory to old Ireland
Glory, glory to this Ireland
Glory to the memory of the men who fought and died
No surrender! is the war cry of the Belfast Brigade!
Specials came from Hollywood
Equipped with English guns
Men by the thousands
Ammunition by the tons
But when they got to Seaforde Street
They were seriously delayed
By the fighting First Battalion of the Belfast Brigade!
Glory, glory to old Ireland
Glory, glory to this Ireland
Glory to the memory of the men who fought and died
No surrender! is the war cry of the Belfast Brigade!
We have no armoured cars or tenders for to show
We're ready to defend ourselves
No matter where we go
We're out for our republic
Orange men may live in dread
We're the fighting First Battalion of the Belfast Brigade!
Glory, glory to old Ireland
Glory, glory to this Ireland
Glory to the memory of the men who fought and died
No surrender! is the war cry of the Belfast Brigade!

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