Chorus:
So it's pull down the watchtowers you're going home at
last

Say farewell to Bellaghy, Carrickmore and West Belfast
With your kit-bag on your shoulder and a tear all in
your eye

Well pardon me for smiling while you're waving me
goodbye



You say you came to save us in the year of sixty-nine
But you stayed to stop the orange state' from falling

to decline
When it came to Bloody Sunday you showed the world what
you could do

Fourteen dead men on Derry's streets your true colours
they shone through


Chorus



You found you could not beat us after thirty years of
war
In of all your Choppers, foot-patrols and armoured cars

We never will surrender or get on our knees and beg
So go crowling back to England with your trail between
your legs


Chorus



You say you're sad to leave us but we have no regrets
You've left behind a legacy we )never will forget

From Dunloy to Drumnakilly you carved out your bloody
name
Your hands are stepped in Irish blood so hang your

heads in shame



Chorus twice

Well pardon me for smiling while you're waving me

goodbye