My Old Man's A Provo - Eimhéar Ní Ghlacaín

[Chorus]
Well my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately, he's always on the run,
He looks so very trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Cooler than those other dads in ties and shirts and suits.

[Verse]
Well the Brits and police harass me, each time that I go out,
They ask me if I've seen my da or if he's been about,
I say, "Mind your own business, just leave me alone,
You sure are only jealous you've no fathers of your own!"

[Chorus]
Well my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately, he's always on the run,
He looks so very trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Cooler than those other dads in ties and shirts and suits.

[Verse]
At Christmas time it's lonely, when daddy's not at home,
The Brits are watching everywhere, they've even tapped our phone,
Last Christmas Eve they staked out, all our windows and our doors,
Climbing down the chimney, was a Provo Santa Claus!

[Hook]
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Oh, what fun it is to join the Provisional IRA,
Oh, jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the way,
Oh, what fun it is to join the Provisional IRA.

[Chorus]
Well my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately, he's always on the run,
He looks so very trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Cooler than those other dads in ties and shirts and suits.

[Verse]
Well my da has got me worried, I think he's going soft,
There's half a ton of fertiliser, stowed up in our loft,
"Are you gonna be a farmer, da?" I asked him just for fun,
He said, "Don't be an eejit, pass the coffee grinder son!"

[Chorus]
Oh, my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately, he's always on the run,
He looks so very trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Cooler than those other dads in ties and shirts and suits.

[Verse]
Well my da's up in Long Kesh now, to me it's just not right,
So I'll say a special prayer for him, when I go to bed tonight,
Ah, but today it was his birthday, happy birthday daddy, I sent him in a cake,
There was semtex in the candles, he'll be out before I wake!

[Chorus]
Oh, my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately, he's always on the run,
He looks so very trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Far cooler than those other dads.

[Chorus]
Oh, my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately, he's always on the run,
He looks so very trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Cooler than those other dads in ties and shirts and suits,
Far cooler than those other dads in ties and shirts and suits.