I'll sing you a song of a terrible wrong
When the flag, it flew at half mast
When a man he lay dead, he was riddled with led
And he died on the streets of Belfast
Oh the radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland!
It happened one day when the bold IRA
Went out to fight for their land
With an old Thompson gun, with the troops on the run
To return to their home was their plan
Oh the radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland!
While returning the guns Billy met British Huns
And when the fight was begun
His position was dire, when the gun wouldn't fire
And he died with that old Thompson gun
Oh the radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland!
Although he lay dead he was kicked in the head
By the hair, they dragged him around
But they still fear him yet they will never forget
How brave Billy Reid stood his ground
Oh the radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland!
If you think he was right
Come and join in the fight
And help to free Belfast
For the blood Billy shed
Although he lies dead
In our hearts his memory will last!
Oh the radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland!
Oh the radio said was another shot dead
And he died with a gun in his hand
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die
For he died to free Ireland!