I'll sing you a song of a terrible wrong
When the flags they flew at half mast
And a man lay dead he'd been riddled with lead
He died on the streets of Belfast
And the radio said there's another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
And they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
He died to free our land
It happened one day when the bold IRA
Went out to fight for their land
With an old Thompson gun, the Brits on the run
And returning to home was their plan
And the radio said there's another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
And they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
He died to free our land
When returning the gun Billy met British Huns
And when the fight had begun his position was dire
And his gun wouldn't fire
And he died with his old Thompson gun
And the radio said there's another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
And they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
He died to free our land
Although he lay dead he was kicked in the head
By the hair they dragged him around
They still fear him yet and they'll never forget
How brave Billy Reid stood his ground
And the radio said there's another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
And they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
He died to free our land
If you think he was right come and join in the fight
And help to free Belfast
For the blood that he shed and although he lay dead
In our minds his memory will last
And the radio said there's another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
And they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
He died to free our land