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the men of no property - wishing the brits would go home كلمات أغنية

now you’ve come to this meeting, so listen kind people
i’ll sing you a song with an irish refrain
the trouble in belfast would be over d_mn fast
if only the troops would go back home again

it was six years in august they come here among us
some brought them for supper in out of the rain
oh they must have been barmy to welcome the army
and now wish that the troops would go back home again

go out for a wander, they’re down at the corner
hands up til they search you, it’s always the same
i’ve done it that often me hеad’s goin’ soft, and
i wish that the troops would go back home again

each four months they’rе over, be they drunk or sober
on peace_keeping duties, the government’s claim
far better at lootin’ and poor_people shootin’
i wish that the troops would go back home again

they go down to the border, come back a few shorter
no palm trees and surfing down by crossmaglen
by each shadow haunted, and know they’re not wanted
and all wish to bejesus they were back home again

so come every soldier, be sure i have told you
the people of this country hold you for to blame
if its flying or rowing, as long as you’re going
and never come back to old ireland again

- the men of no property

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