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| Traditional Celtic Music, Scottish Songs & Border Ballads |
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| Irish' Music |
| Billy Reid |
| It was once said to me, and has been voiced by many - that the only difference between the Scots and the Irish is that the Scots stopped fighting. My response to my Irish friends is that we stopped fighting for good reason. After putting OUR king on THEIR throne, WE thought WE had won ! Sadly the Scots have now spent four centuries wondering what happened ?? Perhaps NOW is the time to peacefully right the wrongs of the past. |
| In the words of Burns, as he wrote from the heart. Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled, Scots, wham Bruce has aften led, Welcome to your gory bed, Or to victorie. Now's the day, and now's the hour; See the front o' battle lour; See approach proud Edward's power, Chains and slaverie. Wha would be a traitor-knave? Wha can fill a coward's grave? Wha sae base as be a Slave? Let him turn and flie: Wha for Scotland's king and law, Freedom's sword will strongly draw, Free-man stand, or free-man fa', Let him follow me. By Oppression's woes and pains! By your Sons in servile chains! We will drain our dearest veins, But they shall be free! Lay the proud Usurpers low! Tyrants fall in every foe! Liberty's in every blow! Let us Do - or Die!!! Choose your destiny. |
Chorus: All the radio said was another shot dead And he died with a gun in his hand But they never said why Billy Reid had to die Cause he died to free Ireland 1. I'll sing you a song of a terrible wrong When the flags all flew at half mast And a man he lay dead he'd been riddled with lead And he died on the streets of Belfast 2. It happened one day when the bold I.R.A Set out to fight for their land With an old Thompson gun put the troops on the run And return to their home was their plan 3. While returning the guns Billy met British sons And when the fight had begun His position was dire when his gun wouldn't fire So he died with that old Thompson gun 4. Allthough he lay dead he was kicked in the head By the hair they dragged him around But the still fear him yet and we can never forget How brave Billy Reid stood his ground 5. If you think he was right come and join in the fight And help us to free Belfast For the blood that he shed and allthough he lay dead In our hearts his memory will last |