BLOOD ON OUR LAND
("Fox'Connolly")

When you count all the stars up in heaven
When you count all the birds in the trees
All the men who died for Ireland
Since the British crossed over our sea
Can you count all the hearts that were broken
Can you measure this sorrow and pain
Just remember the men who have died
For this land with their blood has been slain

On a Sunday afternoon in Derry
The people, they marched through the streets
Thirteen died that day for freedom
Thirteen died for peace
But the people, they keep marchin' on
And you'll hear them sing this song
"Take the British soldiers out of Ireland
And don't let them linger on"

For these men have died for Ireland
And so Irish men won't run
We'll stand and fight for freedom
We'll drive out the invading gun
And when we look down at our children
These words we'll say to them
"When you walk through the streets of our city
Then you walk through the blood on our land"

For these men have died for Ireland
And so Irish men won't run
We'll stand and fight for freedom
We'll drive out the invading gun
And when we look down at our children
These words we'll say to them
"When you walk through the streets of our city
Then you walk through the blood on our land
When you walk through the streets of our city
Then you walk through the blood on our land"

Transcribed from this video. Unfortunately, as far as I've been able to gather, no one knows the singer of this song.

The author of the song is credited on on the LP cover as "Fox'Connolly"