Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
In the little streets of Belfast, in the dark of early morn
British solders came a-running, wrecking little homes with scorn
Hear the sobs of crying children, dragging fathers from their beds
Watch the scene as helpless mothers watch the blood fall from their heads
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
Not for them a judge or jury or indeed a crime at all
Being Irish means they're guilty, so they're guilty one and all
Around the world the truth will echo, Cromwell's men are here again
England's name again is sullied, in the eyes of honest men
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
Proudly march behind our banner, proudly march behind our men
We will have them free to help us, build a nation once again
All the people step together, proudly marching on your way
Never fear or never falter 'til the boys come home to stay
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire
Armored cars and tanks and guns came to take away our sons
But every man must stand behind the men behind the wire