Men Behine the Wire - The Wolfe Tones

Armoured cars and tanks and guns

Came to take away our sons

But every man must stand behind

The men behind the wire

Through the little streets of Belfast

In the dark of early morn

British soldiers came marauding

Wrecking little homes with scorn

Heedless of the crying children

Cragging fathers from their beds

Beating sons while helpless mothers

Watched the blood poor from their heads

Not for them a judge and jury

Nor indeed a trial at all

But being Irish means you’re guilty

So we’re guilty one and all

Round the world the truth will echo

Cromwell’s men are here again

England’s name again is sullied

In the eyes of honest men

Proud we march behind our banner

Firm we’ll stand behind our men

We will have them free to help us

Build a nation once again