When my love said to me,
 Meet me down by the gallow tree.
 For it's sad news I bring,
 About this old town and all that it's offering.
 Some say troubles abound,
 Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down.
 One day we'll return here,
 When the Belfast Child sings again

 Brothers, sisters, where are you now?
 As I look for you right through the crowd.
 All my life here I've spent,
 With my faith in God the Church and the Government.
 But there's sadness abound,
 Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down.

 One day we'll return here,
 When the Belfast Child sings again,
 When the Belfast Child sings again

 [bad word] back Billy, won't [bad word] on home? [bad word] back Mary, you've been away so long.
 The streets are empty, and your mother's gone.
 The girls are crying, it's been oh so long.
 And your father's [bad word] on home.
 Won't [bad word] on home, won't [bad word] on home?
 [bad word] back people, you've been gone a while,
 And the war is raging, through the Emerald Isle.
 That's flesh and blood man, that's flesh and blood,
 All the girls are crying but all's not lost.

 The streets are empty, the streets are cold.
 Won't [bad word] on home, won't [bad word] on home?

 The streets are empty,
 Life goes on.

 One day we'll return here,
 When the Belfast Child sings again,
 When the Belfast Child sings again.