The Billy Boys

This song we sang in days of yore,
It's still a song today.
And the rich men still proudly march,
As the flutes and drums to play

For on this day it brings to life,
It'll always give us joy.
To wear the sash our fathers wore,
And be a Billy Boy.
For we are the Billy Boys!

HEY!

Hello, hello, we are the Billy boys!
Hello, hello, you'll know us by our noise.
We're up to our knees in Fenian blood, surrender or you'll die.
For we are the Brigton Billy boys...

HOY!

Hello, hello, we are the Billy boys!
Hello, hello, you'll know us by our noise.
We're up to our knees in Fenian blood, surrender or you'll die. HOH!
For we are the Brigton Billy boys...

Now Tony Blair, that noise you'll hear,
is Ulster saying "No!".
And the sons of William they will stand,
To fight the Fenian Foe!

We'll walk the streets each twelfth july,
No surrender is the cry!
And we'll wear the sash our fathers wore,
And be a Billy Boy.
For we are the Billy Boys!

Hello, hello, we are the Billy boys!
Hello, hello, you'll know us by our noise.
We're up to our knees in Fenian blood, surrender or you'll die. HAH!
For we are the Brigton Billy boys...

Hello, hello, we are the Billy boys!
Hello, hello, you'll know us by our noise.
We're up to our knees in Fenian blood, surrender or you'll die.
For we are the Brigton Billy boys...
For we are the Brigton Billy boys...
For we are the Brigton Billy boys....