[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 really trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Far cooler than those other dads with in ties and shirts and suits.

[Verse]
The Brits and police harass me, each time that I go out,
They ask me if I'd seen my da and if he's been about,
"Don't be so fucking noisy and just leave me alone,
You sure are only jealous you no daddies of your own!"

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

[Verse]
On our TV the other night, a cop came on to say,
"Please give us information about the IRA",
He showed a Provo unit on security TV,
I know one was me da, for he stopped and waved at me!

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

[Verse]
My daddy's got me worried, I think he's going soft,
There's a half a ton of fertiliser, stored up in our loft,
"Are you going to be a farmer, da?" I asked him just for fun,
He said, "Don't be a fucking 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, for he's always on the run,
He looks so really trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Far cooler than those other dads with ties and shirts and suits.

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

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

[Verse]
My daddy's up in Long Kesh, (Ah!), to me it's just not right, (That's not right!)
I'll say a special prayer to him, when I go at bed tonight, (At night!)
Well today was his birthday, (Happy birthday, da!), 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, for he's always on the run,
He looks so really trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Far cooler than those other dads with ties and shirts and suits.

[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 really trendy, in his shades and DM boots,
Far cooler than those other dads with ties and shirts and suits.

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

[Outro]
Oh, my old man's a Provo, with a beret and a gun,
I haven't seen him lately.