I�m looking for the lyrics to:
Terrorist or a dreamer - Gary Og
Tiocfaidh �r L� - �ire �g
The shoot children - Justice
Would be mighty glad if anyone could help me with these lyrics.
thanks in advance. =)
Full Version: Need help with a few lyrics
I got a song entitled Tiocfaidh ar la by eire og but it is actually the merry ploughboy! what does the song start off like? I've never heard of the other two songs thou sorry!
TERRORIST OR DREAMER?
In [G] Sackville Street the [C] curfew drove the [D] restless [G] inside,
The [C] Black and Tans marched [G] up and [Em] down, the [Am] moon shone cold and [C] bright,
The [G] shot was like a [C] whip crack � pulled the [D] first man off his [G] feet,
He [C] died on bloody [G] cobble[Em]stones while his [Am] comrades combed the [C] street.
They [G] called up rein[C]forcements, woke the [D] people from their [G] beds,
They were [C] screaming �[G] Get the [Em] bastard!�, but its [Am] fear was in their [C] heads,
They found him in a cellar, he was only seventeen,
Fighting for his country: Dying for the green.
The sergeant dragged him by the hair and beat him to the ground,
Into this young mans body he emptied every round,
�Come out and take a look�, he cried as he marched his troops away,
They went in stony silence � such a prize to have today!
Some knelt and prayed beside him, ah but it�s too late anyhow,
They said he was a rebel then � and he�s a hero now,
In �66 this country sang the praises of the dead,
We didn�t call them rebels then we used �patriot� instead,
On every household TV screen we saw how hard they fought,
How they spilled their life�s blood and how freedom had been bought.
The garden gates were opened up to silent motorcades,
Cannons boomed and flags unfurled and solemn wreaths were laid,
Prayers for those departed were called for loud and clear,
For those who had been outlawed � ah but that was another year�
The veterans stood up stiff and proud, their white hair ruled the wind,
With their pride __________ and thoughts upon their friends,
And bitter wounds burst open, the scars of history,
Went flying into our faces in stark reality,
Just up the road from Sackville Street ah but things are different now,
They said he was a rebel then but he�s a hero now.
Along the Falls Road soldiers push - their glances left and right,
Kids of the English working class � soldiers overnight,
Tossed into the melting pot of bloody war and strife,
Never understanding and fearing for their lives.
Outside the Glenn Road Brewery a bomb takes two away,
The bombers work is over; he�s finished for the day,
The terrorist or the dreamer: the savage or the brave?
It depends who ________ try to catch, his face shown trying to save.
There�s tea and cakes in Downing Street, there�s whispers in the halls,
Let�s move to cure Rhodesia (?) now our backs are to the wall.
There�s panic down in Leinster House where words are seldom scarce,
�Send someone to Glasnevin quick to remember Padraig Pearse!�
Once more His crucifixion, it seems a lie somehow
They said he was a rebel then � but he�s a hero now
Once more His crucifixion, it seems a lie somehow
They said he was a rebel then � but he�s a hero now
But he�s a hero now
Ther ye go m8.a crackin song so it is!
In [G] Sackville Street the [C] curfew drove the [D] restless [G] inside,
The [C] Black and Tans marched [G] up and [Em] down, the [Am] moon shone cold and [C] bright,
The [G] shot was like a [C] whip crack � pulled the [D] first man off his [G] feet,
He [C] died on bloody [G] cobble[Em]stones while his [Am] comrades combed the [C] street.
They [G] called up rein[C]forcements, woke the [D] people from their [G] beds,
They were [C] screaming �[G] Get the [Em] bastard!�, but its [Am] fear was in their [C] heads,
They found him in a cellar, he was only seventeen,
Fighting for his country: Dying for the green.
The sergeant dragged him by the hair and beat him to the ground,
Into this young mans body he emptied every round,
�Come out and take a look�, he cried as he marched his troops away,
They went in stony silence � such a prize to have today!
Some knelt and prayed beside him, ah but it�s too late anyhow,
They said he was a rebel then � and he�s a hero now,
In �66 this country sang the praises of the dead,
We didn�t call them rebels then we used �patriot� instead,
On every household TV screen we saw how hard they fought,
How they spilled their life�s blood and how freedom had been bought.
The garden gates were opened up to silent motorcades,
Cannons boomed and flags unfurled and solemn wreaths were laid,
Prayers for those departed were called for loud and clear,
For those who had been outlawed � ah but that was another year�
The veterans stood up stiff and proud, their white hair ruled the wind,
With their pride __________ and thoughts upon their friends,
And bitter wounds burst open, the scars of history,
Went flying into our faces in stark reality,
Just up the road from Sackville Street ah but things are different now,
They said he was a rebel then but he�s a hero now.
Along the Falls Road soldiers push - their glances left and right,
Kids of the English working class � soldiers overnight,
Tossed into the melting pot of bloody war and strife,
Never understanding and fearing for their lives.
Outside the Glenn Road Brewery a bomb takes two away,
The bombers work is over; he�s finished for the day,
The terrorist or the dreamer: the savage or the brave?
It depends who ________ try to catch, his face shown trying to save.
There�s tea and cakes in Downing Street, there�s whispers in the halls,
Let�s move to cure Rhodesia (?) now our backs are to the wall.
There�s panic down in Leinster House where words are seldom scarce,
�Send someone to Glasnevin quick to remember Padraig Pearse!�
Once more His crucifixion, it seems a lie somehow
They said he was a rebel then � but he�s a hero now
Once more His crucifixion, it seems a lie somehow
They said he was a rebel then � but he�s a hero now
But he�s a hero now
Ther ye go m8.a crackin song so it is!
The SAM Song is known by some as Tiocfaidh �r L�.
If the chorus of the song you're looking for is something like this "Tiocfaidh �r l�, sing up the 'RA / SAM missiles in the sky" you can find the lyrics here.
If the chorus of the song you're looking for is something like this "Tiocfaidh �r l�, sing up the 'RA / SAM missiles in the sky" you can find the lyrics here.
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Actually there is a song called Tiocfaidh ar la to..
Chorus
Tiocfaidh ar la, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Erin`s fighting sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ar la, the dawn of liberty
It�s been a long 800 years
Of British scorn and Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice
We�ve made too long a sacrifice
And those who hold the power today
A full account you�ll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they love our freedom�s cause
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the keys and lock the cells
Your time will come, it�s long due
We�ll have our chance to turn the screw
QUOTE(vince @ May 17 2005, 08:30 PM)
The SAM Song is known by some as Tiocfaidh �r L�.
If the chorus of the song you're looking for is something like this "Tiocfaidh �r l�, sing up the 'RA / SAM missiles in the sky" you can find the lyrics here.
If the chorus of the song you're looking for is something like this "Tiocfaidh �r l�, sing up the 'RA / SAM missiles in the sky" you can find the lyrics here.
Actually there is a song called Tiocfaidh ar la to..
Chorus
Tiocfaidh ar la, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Erin`s fighting sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ar la, the dawn of liberty
It�s been a long 800 years
Of British scorn and Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice
We�ve made too long a sacrifice
And those who hold the power today
A full account you�ll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they love our freedom�s cause
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the keys and lock the cells
Your time will come, it�s long due
We�ll have our chance to turn the screw
tiocfaidh ar la
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Erin`s fighting sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh �r l�, the dawn of liberty.
It's been a long 800 years
Of British scorn and Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice
We've made too long a sacrifice
And those who hold the power today
A full account you'll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they love our freedom's cause
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the keys and lock the cells
Your time will come, it's long due
We'll have our chance to turn the screw
Sl�n go f�ill
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Erin`s fighting sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh �r l�, the dawn of liberty.
It's been a long 800 years
Of British scorn and Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice
We've made too long a sacrifice
And those who hold the power today
A full account you'll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they love our freedom's cause
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the keys and lock the cells
Your time will come, it's long due
We'll have our chance to turn the screw
Sl�n go f�ill
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Erin`s fighting sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh �r l�, the dawn of liberty.
It's been a long 800 years
Of British scorn and Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice
We've made too long a sacrifice
And those who hold the power today
A full account you'll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they love our freedom's cause
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the keys and lock the cells
Your time will come, it's long due
We'll have our chance to turn the screw
Sl�n go f�ill
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�
Tiocfaidh �r l�, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Erin`s fighting sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh �r l�, the dawn of liberty.
It's been a long 800 years
Of British scorn and Irish tears
And only freedom will suffice
We've made too long a sacrifice
And those who hold the power today
A full account you'll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they love our freedom's cause
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the keys and lock the cells
Your time will come, it's long due
We'll have our chance to turn the screw
Sl�n go f�ill
Tiocfaidh �r l�
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