Come gather all around me, hear the story going round,
How Jesus Christ and Jesse James rode into Belfast Town,
Well they stopped for a drink and they stopped for a meal,
Drinking whiskey, drinking wine they were feeling mighty fine,
As they rode to Belfast town the hills of Ligoniel.

And not a word was spoken as they travelled on their way,
Until they reached the horseshoe bend and Jesse he did say,
Well I haven't felt so good since I robbed the Glendale train,
And Jesus raised his head and turned to Jesse and he said
"I never thought I'd see the like of Calvary again."

Well Jesus road on a donkey and Jesse straddled a mare,
And they rode past the army tanks and never showed a care,
And Jesse on his fiddle played 'The Waters Of The Boyne',
And Jesus raised his head and he turned to Jesse and he said,
"I think you'd better change the tune because you're passing through Ardoyne."

They stared at the burnt out houses and the tangle of barbed wire,
For the city dragged up from a swamp was baptised in fire,
And Jesus would've blessed the place but a bullet grazed his hand,
As the blood came dripping red, he turned to Jesse and said,
"Ah, it's just that old stigmata, it's infectious in this land."

A multitude assembled and a spokesmen up and said,
"Just give us back our country, and to hell to the fish and bread!"
And Jesse moved among the crowd to see what he could see,
His possessions they were few, so he picked a pocket or two,
Said, "I'm serving my apprenticeship with the SDLP."

On the top of Divis Mountain there stands a lonely tree,
And children passing by there they stop and bend a knee,
And men with hidden guns, well they make a silent vow,
For the riots stop that day and the soldiers came away,
To nail Jesus to the trunk and hang Jesse from the bough.