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The British Army Withdraws from Ulster

The British army's operation in Northern Ireland has come to an end after 38 years — the Army's longest ever continuous campaign, with more than 300,000 personnel taking part.

Британская армия уходит из Ольстера .1969-2007гг

И.Р.А. является  Армией законного правительства Единой Ирландской Республики 1918 года,ведущей военную кампанию против армии другого государства,Великобритании, которая окупировала часть их страны..

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The Belfast Brigade: IRA Song 

The Foggy Dew

Patriot Game

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The Belfast Brigade

[..] sent the feelers out
To shoot the people down.
He thought the I.R.A. were dead
In dear Old Belfast town,
But when he got to Belfast
He was seriously delayed
By the Fighting First Battalion
Of the Belfast Brigade.
Chorus
Glory! Glory! to Old Ireland,
Glory! Glory! to this island,
Glory to the memory of the men who fought and fell,
"No Surrender" is the war cry
Of the Belfast Brigade.
We have no costly tenders
Nor no unsecures to show,
We're at need to defend ourselves
No matter where we go,
We're out for our Republic,
To hell with every State!
"No Surrender" is the war cry
Of the Belfast Brigade.
Chorus
Now the soldiers came from Hollywood
Equipped with English guns,
They've men by the thousand
Ammunition by the ton,
But when they got to Belfast
They were seriously delayed,
By the rifles and revolvers
Of the Belfast Brigade.
Chorus

Patriot Game

Come all you young rebels
And list' while I sing
For the love of one's country
Is a terrible thing
It banishes fear
With the speed of a flame
And makes us all part of
The Patriot Game
Mu name is O'Hanlon
And I've just gone sixteen
My home is Monaghan
And there I was weened
I was taught all my life
Cruel England to blame
And so I'm a part of
The Patriot Game
'Tis barely two years
SinceI wandered away
With the local battalion
Of the bold I.R.A.
I've read of our heroes
And wanted the same
To play out my part in
The Patriot Game
They told me how Connolly
Was shot in the chair
His wounds from the battle
All bleeding and bare,
His fine body twisted
All battered and lame,
They soon made him part of
The Patriot Game.
This Ireland of mine
Has for long been half free,
Six counties are under
John Bull's tyranny.
And still deValera
Is greatly to blame,
For shirking his part in
The Patriot Game.
I don't mind a bit if
I shoot down the police,
They're lackies for war
Never guardians of peace.
But yet at deserters
I'm never let aim
Those rebels who sold out
The Patriot Game.
And now as I lie with
My body all holes,
I think of those traitors
Who bargained and sold.
I'm sorry my rifle
Has not done the same,
For those quisslings who sold out
The Patriot Game.