[Verse]
Well, how do you do, Reverend William McCrae?
I see from the papers that you've gone away,
Like Major and Thatcher, all yesterday's men,
And you never will walk in Westminster again.

Well, now how does it feel when you haven't a voice?
When the one who's elected is not the man of your choice?
Well, your Stormont is gone, now your Westminster too,
It's the start of the end for the red, white and blue.

[Chorus]
Wеll, you can march to Dunloy, you can march to Drumcree,
You can march up the mountains and into the sea!
Oh, but you nеver will march over the green flag again,
You've been stopped in your tracks by the man from Sinn Féin.

[Verse]
Well, now how does it feel, Reverend William McCrae?
To know that your voters have all gone away?
Well, don't give up your night job you could still be a star,
With 'King Rat' as your agent you won't go too far.

Well, the sun now it shines in mid-Ulster today,
The people are happy, they've all had their say,
Oh, with Martin and with Gerry who won in Belfast,
The votes they are counted, the die it is cast.

[Chorus]
Wеll, you can march to Dunloy, you can march to Drumcree,
You can march up the mountains and into the sea!
Oh, but you nеver will march over the green flag again,
You've been stopped in your tracks by the man from Sinn Féin.

[Chorus]
You can march to Dunloy, you can march to Drumcree,
You can march up the mountains and into the sea!
Oh, but you nеver will march over the green flag again,
You've been stopped in your tracks by the man from Sinn Féin.

[Outro]
No, you never will march over the green flag again,
You've been stopped in your tracks by the man from Sinn Féin.