Go on home, British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fears
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more
The soldiers took the streets in Sixty-Nine
To protect the people at that time
In Derry and Belfast, but the peace, it did not last
You were shooting people down and wrecking homes
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more
We're not Saxons, we're not English, we're not Brits
We're Irish and we are proud of it
So stick your Union Jack, we want our country back
We want to see old Ireland free once more
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more
Now, remember Operation Motorman
And the barricades came down across the land
You were shooting people dead with your plastic and your lead
And you took the side of Stormont in the end
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home
Have you got no bloody homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more
If you stay, British soldiers, if you stay
You'll never ever beat the I.R.A
For the fourteen men in Derry
Are the last that you will bury
And take a trip and leave us all alone
So go on home, British soldiers, go on home (Go on home!)
Have you got no bloody homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more
Yes, we'll fight you for eight hundred more
