[Verse]
I remember the time not too long in the past,
When it was easier to get a gun than a drink in Belfast,
When the B-Specials came and the people all ran,
Sure my life it was saved by an old bakery van.

[Chorus]
It was Hughes',
Aye, Barney Hughes',
Ah, God rest, Barney Hughes,
And his old bakery van.

[Verse]
The day it was passing down by Dover Street,
When the victory of Bogside was turned bitter sweet,
They came from the Shankill and fired as they ran,
But the bullеts just bounced off me old bakery van.

[Chorus]
It was Hughes',
Aye, Barney Hughes',
Ah, God rest, Barney Hughes,
And his old bakery van.

[Verse]
Our armoured division was led by McKee,
In charge of an old bakery van and an old JCB,
But if Rommel had seen him he'd have turned up and smiled,
Firing baps by the dozen, cement by the pile.

[Chorus]
They were Hughes',
Aye, Barney Hughes',
Ah, God rest, Barney Hughes,
And his old bakery van.

[Verse]
Then mounted machine guns on turret cars came,
Bullets three inches long whistled down like the rain,
And me old bakery van, it was pierced front and back,
But the baps in the van they repelled the attack.

[Chorus]
They were Hughes',
Aye, Barney Hughes',
Ah, God rest, Barney Hughes,
And his old bakery van.

[Verse]
You'll hear variations and most of them lies,
But the boys of the Falls Road were took by surprise,
So we fired Hughes' baps and we fired Hughes' rolls,
And we buried those Specials all down the manholes.

[Chorus]
It was Hughes',
Aye, Barney Hughes',
Ah, God rest, Barney Hughes,
And his old bakery van.

[Verse]
Come all of you women, pay warning by me,
Don't go buying your pan loaf or hovis so free,
But stand on the corner and wait on the man,
He'll be round sure as God in an old bakery van.

[Chorus]
And it will Hughes',
Aye, Barney Hughes',
Ah, God rest, Barney Hughes,
And his old bakery van.