The Belfast Brigade Christy Moore

The black and tans from London
Came to shoot the people down
They thought the IRA was dead
In dear old Belfast town
Those cruel English soldiers
They were seriously dismayed
"no Surrender" was the war cry of the Belfast brigade

Glory, glory to old Ireland
Glory, glory to this island
Glory to the memory of the men
Who found their grave
"No surrender" is the war cry of
The Belfast Brigade

The soldiers came from Holywood
Equipped with English guns
There were men by the thousand
Ammunition by the ton
But when they got to Belfast
They were seriously delayed
By the fighting First Battalion
Of the Belfast Brigade

We have no ammunition
Or no armoured tanks to show
But we're ready to defend ourselves
No matter where we go
We're out for our Republic
And to hell with your Free State
"No surrender" is the war cry
Of the Belfast Brigade