Lyrics

well it was sunday, bloody sunday, when they shot the people there, the crys of thirteen marty martyrs, filled the free derry air. is there any one among you, dare to blame it on the kids?, not a soldier boy was, bleeding, when they nailed the, coffin lidds!, sunday bloody sunday, bloody sunday's the day!, you claim to be majority, well you know that it's a lie, you're really a minority, oh this sweet emerald asle. when stormont bans, our marchers, they've got a lot to learn, internment is no answer, it's those mother's turn, to burn!, sunday bloody sunday, bloody sunday's the day!, you anglo pigs and scotties, sent to colonize the north, you wave your bloody, union jacks, and you know what it's worth!, how dare you hold on to ransom, a people proud and free, keep ireland for the irish, put the english back to sea!, sunday bloody sunday, bloody sunday's the day!, yes it's always bloody sunday, in the concentration camps, keep falls and roads free forever, from the bloody english hands, repatriate to britain, all of you who call it home, leave ireland to the irish, not for london or for rome!, sunday bloody sunday, bloody sunday's the day!

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Artist: john lennon