Come gather round my comrades|
A saddened tale I'll tell
About upon a foreign land
Our brave young comrade fell
His young life fitted from this land
So torn by bomb and strife
For Ulster's cause he gave his all
And sacrificed his life.
2. Was on a cold St. Patrick's night
3. We pray that by his sacrifice|
The world shall see the truth
His young life he gave valiantly
His death was not in vain.
The Ulster flag with its red hand
On this land shall remain.
So listen now you loyalists
As this my tale I end.
4. He gave his life for liberty
5. That while young lads like Lindsey fight|
Ulster's cause shall never fall
His life he gave so loyally
The final price he paid
|: In Ulster's cause he lived and died
To fight the IRA. :|
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