Boys oh here yiz are now. Here's an ould Thin Lizzy wan to warm the boys at the barricades. Goes to the tune af The Rocker.



I'm yer man now if yiz are lookin' fer any Bucky

I take no lip don't go slabberin' at me

I'll kick yer shite in and ye'll count yerself lucky

Here Willie John hand that bottle there to me



Cause I'm a proddy

That's right I'm a proddy

I'm a Billy Boy too baby

I'm a proddy



Down at Drumcree now me and the boys were marchin'

All of the taigs they were yellin' out at me

Shut yer arse says I or I'll bait ye wi' this fleg pole

Hey there Eileen wud ye drop yer drars fer me



Cause I'm a proddy

That's right I'm a proddy

I'm a Billy Boy too baby

I'm a proddy



I like to bait me drum

Me sash was washed and pressed and stitched up by me Mum

We're gonna have some fun

Brother Taig you'd better run, run, run



Lead Break



I like to bait me drum

Ye can search me but I have no gun (winks)

We're gonna have some fun

We'll be down Garvaghy for the day is done



Cause I'm a proddy

That's right I'm a proddy

I'm a Billy Boy too baby

I'm a proddy



There yiz are now just in time for the peelers tay take me back down the Crumlin. No Surrender and keep her handy boys.