| Does it matter how you kill
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| You make the rules it is your will
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| But let your plastic bullets
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| To kill it’s all the same
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| Oh I could not believe my eyes
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| You took those young lads by surprise
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| The way you shot them down
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| That day in Derry town
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| Chorus
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| Oh some justice we did seek
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| A place for all to live in peace
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| An island in the sea
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| Where people could be free
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| But you can not be proud
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| The way you shot him to that ground
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| A nightmare you shot them down
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| That night in Belfast town
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| Chorus
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| Then shoot me, shoot me down
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| Because I make my colours known
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| And I heard the mercy cry
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| Where people in fear do lie
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| In anger then he ran
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| With the banner stick all in his hand
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| And then you shot him down
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| And all the world could see
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| Chorus
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| The (G)day you (C)shot Séan (G)Dowd
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| That (D)day in Belfast (G)town |