Come all of you fine people wherever you may be I'll sing of a brave Belfast man Who scorned Britain's might though they'd shoot him on sight And they shot down Joe McCann
He fought for the people in the markets where he lived In defence of the rights of man But the undercover crew told the soldiers what to do They shot Joe McCann
In a Belfast bakery in the August of the year When internment was imposed throughout the land Six volunteers from Belfast held 60 soldiers at bay And their leader was Joe McCann
He had no gun so he started to run To escape them as many's the time before One bullet brought him down as he lay on the ground They shot him ten times more
He fought and he died for the people of this land The protestant and catholic working man He caused the bosses fear and for this they paid him dear When they murdered Joe McCannTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
