Going Home at Last

So let's pull down the watchtowers

You’re going home at last

Say farewell to Bellaghy

Carrickmore and West Belfast

With your kit bag on your shoulder and

A tear all in your eye

But pardon me for smiling while

You're waving me goodbye

You say you came to save us

In the year of '69

But you stayed to keep the orange

State from falling to decline

When it came to Bloody Sunday

You showed the world what you could do

14 dead men on Derry street

Your true colors shone through

So let's pull down the watchtowers

You’re going home at last

Say farewell to Bellaghy

Carrickmore and West Belfast

With your kit bag on your shoulder and

A tear all in your eye

But pardon me for smiling while

You're waving me goodbye

You found you couldn't beat us

After 30 years of war

In spite of all your choppers

Foot patrol and armored cars

We never will surrender

Or get on our knees and beg

So go crawling back to england with

Your tail between your legs

So let's pull down the watchtowers

You’re going home at last

Say farewell to Bellaghy

Carrickmore and West Belfast

With your kit bag on your shoulder and

A tear all in your eye

But pardon me for smiling while

You're waving me goodbye

You say you're sad to leave us

But we have no regrets

You've left behind a legacy

We never will forget

From Dunloy to Drumnakilly you

Carved your bloody name

Your hands are stepped in Irish blood

So hang your heads in shame

So let's pull down the watchtowers

You’re going home at last

Say farewell to Bellaghy

Carrickmore and West Belfast

With your kit bag on your shoulder and

A tear all in your eye

But pardon me for smiling while

You're waving me goodbye

So let's pull down the watchtowers

You’re going home at last

Say farewell to Bellaghy

Carrickmore and West Belfast

With your kit bag on your shoulder and

A tear all in your eye

But pardon me for smiling while

You're waving me goodbye

Pardon me for smiling while

You're waving me goodbye