The Men Of No Property - The Bogside Man Lyrics
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The Bogside Man
by The Men of No Property
The Bogside Man is a man for me
He’s cut the recruiting in the RUC
He was the Bogside Man
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
From Belfast town now the Specails came
They looked at the sky it started to rain
With gratings
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
The Specials came in brown and black
Ma’ granny ran out and they all run back
She married the Bogside Man
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
We’re all browned off by the midnight raids
Every man to the barricades
We are the Bogside Men
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
The Bogside now has been set free
The rats have left with the RUC
We are the Bogside Man
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
For a house they’ll tell you all to save
You’ll get a tent or a bloody cave
In the Bogside
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
I haven’t the change of a shirt or coat
There’ll be change when I get me vote
I am the Bogside Man
Steady on your aim with the petrol bomb
Don’t throw it son, ‘till the peelers come
I am the Bogside Man
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