Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Barry's Column Unknown From East to West, from North to South, They tried to hunt the column out But the Tans were forced to go without The boys of Barry's Column 
In armoured cars they came to stay, And wipe the Irish cowards away But oh, the lovely holiday Was stopped by Barry's Column 
Oh but isn't great to see The Tommies and the R.I.C The Black And Tans and the Staters flee Away from Barry's Column 
By, George might have some wiley tricks And have the volunteers to fix Yet all his Black And Tans go sick When they think of Barry's Column 
His ships all come in red and black, No tanks or war equipment lack Yet o'er the sea, they'll ne'er get back If caught by Barry's Column 
Along the lonely road they wind Armed in front, and armed behind "We're sorry, but that bridge is mine" Said the lads of Barry's Column 
They stopped to rest just for a spell Some hand-grenades upon them fell "Here sort them out among yourselves" Said the lads from Barry's Column 
Oh but isn't it great to see, The Staters and the R.I.C The Tommies and the Tans all flee Away from Barry's Column