[Intro]
I, I, IRA.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
Leave us be, British soldiers, leave us be,
We're fed up with your lies and tyranny,
Ah, for it's now your turn to run, it's us who has a gun,
Take a tip and leave us while you may.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
Oh, if you stay, British soldiers, if you stay,
You'll never ever beat the IRA,
For the fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury,
Go on home and leave us while you may.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
We're not British, we're not Saxon, we're not English,
We're Irish, proud we are to be,
So fuck your Union Jack, we want our country back,
We wanna see old Ireland free.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Bridge]
I, I, IRA.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Verse]
Well we're fighting British soldiers for the cause,
We will never bow, British soldiers, because,
Throughout our history, we were born to the free,
For get out, British bastards, leave us be.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking homes of your own?
For eight hundred years, we've fought you without fear,
And we'll fight you for eight hundred more.

[Chorus]
Go on home, British soldiers, go on home, (Go on home!)
Have you got no fucking 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.