Fighting Men Of Crossmaglen
I'll sing a song of the bravest men
That famous fighting unit from Armagh
They are the men of Crossmaglen
Among the bravest Ireland's ever saw
In Crossmaglen the fire burns true
The patriotic flame will never die
And when you hear the battlecry
It will be those fightin men from Crossmaglen.
At night you hear bazookas roar
And armalites are heard across the
The I.R.A. their spirits soar
They know their reckoning is close at hand.
Those British scum, they do fear
That they`ll ne`er
again see their cursed shore
Because they know they will pay dear
The `Ra will even Irelands bloody score.
They`ll not give up untill they`re
Till Ireland is out of England`s hands
They`ll never rest untill they see
Brittannia`s rule driven from our land (tiocfaidh ar