I have been a Provo now for 15 years or more
with armalites and motorbombs I thought I knew the score
but now we have a weapon, we've never used before
the Brits are looking worried - and their going to worry more!

Tiocfaidh Ar La, sing Up the 'RA
SAM missiles, in the sky

I started off with petrol bomb and throwing bricks and stones
with a 100 more lads like me I never was along
but soon and learned that bricks and stones won't drive the Brits away
it wasn't very long before, I joined the IRA

Then there came Internment in the year of '71
the Brits thought we were beaten that we were on [bad word] on that early August morning they kicked'in our back door
but for every man they took away, they missed a hundred more

I spent eight years in the cages, I had time to think and plan
for though they locked away a boy, I walked out a man
and there's only one thing that I learned will in their cell I lay
the Brits will never leave us, until their blown away!

All through the days of Hunger strike I watched [bad word] die
while in the streets of Belfast you could hear the women cry
I can't forget the massacre that Friday at Loughgall
I salute my [bad word]  as I watch the choppers fall