Lyrics Billy Reid - The Davitts

Billy Reid

I’ll sing You a song of a terrible wrong
When the flag it flew at half mast
When a man he lay dead was riddled with led
And he died on the streets of Belfast
Oh, the Radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn’t say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland
It happend one day when the bold I.R.A
Went out to fight for their land
With an old Thompson gun, put the troops on the run
To return to their home was their plan
Oh, the Radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn’t say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland
While retuning the guns Billy met British huns
And when the fight was begun
His poosition was dire and the gun wouldn’t fire
And he died with that old Thompson gun
Oh, the Radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn’t say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland
Although he lay dead he was kicked in the head
By the heir they dragged him around
But they still fear him yet the will never forget
How brave Billy Reid stood his ground
Oh, the Radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn’t say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland
If you think he was right come and join in the fight
And help to free Belfast
For the blood Billy shed although he lies dead
In our hearts his memory will last
Oh, the Radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn’t say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland
Oh, the Radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn’t say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland