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Craigavon sent the Specials out

To shoot the people down

He thought the IRA were dead

In dear old Belfast town

But he got a rude awakenin'

When with rifle and grenade

He met the First Battalion of the Belfast Brigade!

Glory, glory to old Ireland

Glory, glory to this Ireland

Glory to the memory of the men who fought and died

«No surrender!» is the war cry of the Belfast Brigade!

Specials came from Hollywood

Equipped with English guns

Men by the thousands

Ammunition by the tons

But when they got to Seaforde Street

They were seriously delayed

By the fighting First Battalion of the Belfast Brigade!

Hey!

Glory, glory to old Ireland

Glory, glory to this Ireland

Glory to the memory of the men who fought and died

«No surrender!» is the war cry of the Belfast Brigade!

We have no armoured cars or tenders for to show

We’re ready to defend ourselves

No matter where we go

We’re out for our republic

Orange men may live in dread

We’re the fighting First Battalion of the Belfast Brigade!

Glory, glory to old Ireland

Glory, glory to this Ireland

Glory to the memory of the men who fought and died

«No surrender!» is the war cry of the Belfast Brigade!

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