In Belfast - The Wolfe Tones
Cast your eyes on a spot dear Lord
It's a spot that's close to hell
It's a burning boiling cauldron
Where people they must dwell
The sun won't shine in my backyard
It's hidden by the wall
The moon and stars just light the night
For the cat that claims the wall
In Bel fast there are fears of your neighbors
And strangers
In Bel fast there are songs to be sung
In Bel fast there are fears of war and of peace
Tell me why tell me what can be done
The burning church the burnt out bars
The crying child the mother's sigh
The butchered fathers the murdered sons
The burnt out homes those shameful laws
Twas the policies of the government of England
Over centuries
To keep Ireland divided by religions of God
For if ever the Catholics and Protestants united
They'd surely loose Ireland the jewel in the crown
The streets are dark and empty
No friendly face abounds
The soldiers with their blackened face
Go prowling through the grounds
The spiral reaches breaking point
The bard has played his tune
The night owl hides it's eary face
With the fading of the noon
In Bel fast there are fears
Of your neighbors and strangers
In Bel fast there are songs to be sung
In Bel fast there are fears of war and of peace
Tell me why tell me what can be done
The burning church the burnt out bars
The crying child on her way to school
The butchered fathers the murdered sons
The burnt out homes those shameful laws
Twas the policies of the government of England
Over centuries
To keep Ireland divided by religions of God
For if ever the Catholics and Protestants united
They'd surely loose Ireland the jewel in the crown
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