[Verse]
I'll sing you a song of a terrible wrong,
When the flag it all flew at half mast,
Of a man, he lay dead, he was riddled with lead,
He died on the streets of Belfast.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
He died with a gun in his hand",
But they never said why Billy Reid had to die,
He died to free Ireland.

[Verse]
It happened one day when the bold IRA,
Went out to fight for out land,
With an old Thompson gun, had the Brits on the run,
Return to their home was their plan.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
He died with a gun in his hand",
But they never said why Billy Reid had to die,
He died to free Ireland.

[Verse]
When returning thе guns, Billy met British Huns,
When that fight had bеgun,
His position was dire for his gun wouldn't fire,
He died with that old Thompson gun.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
He died with a gun in his hand",
But they never said why Billy Reid had to die,
He died to free Ireland.

[Verse]
Although he lay dead, he was kicked in the head,
By the hair, they dragged him around,
But they still fear him yet, they'll never forget,
How brave Billy Reid stood his ground.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
He died with a gun in his hand",
But they never said why Billy Reid had to die,
He died to free Ireland.

[Verse]
If you think he was right, then come join in our fight,
Help us free Belfast,
For the blood that he shed, although he lay dead,
In our hearts his memory will last.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
He died with a gun in his hand",
But they never said why Billy Reid had to die,
He died to free Ireland.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
He died with a gun in his hand",
But they never said why Billy Reid had to die,
He died to free Ireland,
Yes he died to free Ireland.