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Some men went to Dungannon town The barracks for to case And notice how the noble crown Gave class to that new place With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum Oh the RUC they knew that we Had planned to have some sport For they read a piece by Dev's police In a Free State news report With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum They read the paper satisfied And said 'well now, that's that' When suddenly to their surprise Came a big loud rat-a-tat-tat With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum 'Who's out there, oh what can we do?' 'For God's sake stop this lark!' 'Are you Fenians or red, white and blue That's out there in the dark' With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum One fella stole out warily But quickly came in again When he found that he was staring Down the barrel of a Sten With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum Oh the Free State news became a fact When the silence it was broke By a big loud bang that loudly rang From a shower of dust and smoke With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum When those guardians of the nation thought The lads were gone for good They came to find no station Where a station once had stood With your IRA, ricochet Play it on your lambeg drum There are ten loyal policemen now And they're signing on the dole And they'd love to get those Irish pests And shove it up his ...
Writer(s): Norman Gimbel, Larry Coleman, Joe Darion Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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