Belfast Cowboys

Celtic children born with stone in hand

Cast against the dark

Revolution spark

Bitter tears they flood the sea

They're drowning me.



Frightened soldiers fighting for a queen

Streets of orange and green

Ancient building scream

As exploding motor cars

Leave their scars.



Hey, belfast cowboys,

What you gonna do, where're you gonna run.



Towards the dawn the lights of power burn

Statesmen wrapped in fears

Wrestling with ideas

Search their souls to find the key.

Who has the key?



Hey, belfast cowboys,

What you gonna do, where're you gonna run.



Khaki angles fly the sun,

Mortar starlight burns

Tear stained face it turns

Paid the blood price to be free.



Hey, belfast cowboys,

What you gonna do, where're you gonna run.






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