Go on home
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home!
Have you got no fuckin’ homes of your own?
For eight hundred years we’ve fought you without fear
And will fight you for eight hundred more
If you stay, British soldiers, if you stay
You’ll never ever beat the IRA
Those fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury
So take the tip and leave us while you may
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home!
Have you got no fuckin’ homes of your own?
For eight hundred years we’ve fought you without fear
And will fight you for eight hundred more
Well we’re not British, we’re no Saxon, we’re no English
We’re Irish! And proud we are to be
So fuck the Union Jack! We want our country back
We want so see our Eire free once more
Well we’re fighting British soldiers for a cause
We’ll never bow to soldiers because
Throughout our history we were born to be free
So get out British bastards leave us be.
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home!
Have you got no fuckin’ homes of your own?
For eight hundred years we’ve fought you without fear
And will fight you for eight hundred more
