Right from the start this here's a rebel song

It's from the heart I wanna tell you 'bout a wrong

Committed by Britain back in the day

Fourteen murdered, they refused to be slaves

To the crown

In Derry Town

They wouldn't bow down

So they were shot down

A peaceful protest the turnout was large

So the soldiers decided to show who was in charge

Vexed so they flexed, did what papas can do best

When the smoke had cleared fourteen were laid to rest

No riots, no lootin' to start off the shootin'

People emulated King not Seal or Newton

Things forever changed after that afternoon

Brothers started doin' what they had to do

On Bloody Sunday



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Sunday Bloody Sunday - still haunted by the cries

Sunday Bloody Sunday - twenty five years of lies



How long must we sing this song

Till the government finally admits that they were wrong



And finally show some decency

Reparation to each family

Treat our people with some dignity

You know their shit really gets to me

The way they try to deny my history

Twenty five years on our people gettin' strong

Thought may hit the Brits it's time to move on

Order the border to be cast out to sea

Coz that is where it was meant to be

And that would be an appropriate way

To honour those who were slain

On Bloody Sunday