(Billy Reid)
[Verse]
I'll sing you a song of a terrible wrong,
When the flags all flew at half mast,
For a man, he lay dead, he was riddled with lead,
And he died on the streets of Belfast.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
And he died with a gun in his hand",
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die,
For he died to free Ireland.

[Verse]
Well, it happened one day when the bold IRA,
Were fighting to free their land,
With an old Thompson gun, put the Brits on the run,
And return to their home was their plan.

When returning thе guns, Billy met British Huns,
And when the fight had bеgun,
His position was dire for his gun wouldn't fire,
So he died with that old Thompson gun.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
And he died with a gun in his hand",
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die,
For 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, and they'll never forget,
How brave Billy Reid stood his ground.

[Chorus]
All the radio said, "Was another shot dead,
And he died with a gun in his hand",
But they didn't say why Billy Reid had to die,
For he died to free Ireland.

(Take Me Home To Mayo)
[Chorus]
Take me home to Mayo, across the Irish Sea,,
Home to dear old Mayo, where once I roamed so free,
Take me home to Mayo, there let my body lie,
Home at last to Mayo, beneath an Irish sky.

[Verse]
My name is Michael Gaughan, from Ballina I came,
I saw my people suffer and swore to break their chains,
I took the boat to England, prepared to fight or die,
But bury me in Mayo, beneath an Irish sky.

[Chorus]
Take me home to Mayo, across the Irish Sea,,
Home to dear old Mayo, where once I roamed so free,
Take me back to Mayo, there let my body lie,
Home at last to Mayo, beneath an Irish sky.

(The Lonely Woods Of Upton)
[Verse]
Many homes are filled with sorrow and with sadness,
Many hearts are filled with anguish and with pain,
For old Ireland now, she hangs her head in mourning,
For the men who fell at Upton for Sinn Féin.

[Chorus]
Let the moon shine out tonight along the valley,
Where those men who fought for freedom now are lain,
May they rest in peace, those men who died for Ireland,
In the lonely woods of Upton for Sinn Féin.

[Verse]
Some were thinking of their mothers, wives, and sweethearts,
Some were thinking of their dear old Irish homes,
Did they think of how they drilled along the valley,
As they marched out from Cork City to their doom?

[Chorus]
Let the moon shine out tonight along the valley,
Where those men who fought for freedom now are lain,
May they rest in peace, those men who died for Ireland,
In the lonely woods of Upton, far away.

(Four Green Fields)
"What did I have?" said the proud old woman,
"What did I have?" this proud old woman did say,
"I had four green fields, each one was a jewel,
Then strangers came and tried to take them from me,
I had fine strong sons, who fought to save my jewel,
They fought and they died and that was my grief" said she.

"What have I now?" said the proud old woman,
"What have I now?" this proud old woman did say,
"I have four green fields, one of them's in bondage,
In stranger's hands, who tried to keep it from me,
But my sons, they had sons, as brave as were their fathers,
And my fourth green field will bloom once again" said she,
"My fourth green field will bloom once again" said she.