Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
LOUGHALL AMBUSH 
I've sung so many songs of fallen heroes I really thought that I had said it all But if a song can fill our hearts and raise our spirits Then I'll sing about our martyrs at Loughall, When the Irish nation bowed its head in sorrow Such sadness as this country's seldom known For Monaghan has lost a gallant soldier With seven Volunteers from green Tyrone 
Oh England do you really think its over If you do you're going to have to kill us all For until you take your murderers out of Ireland Then we will make them rue the blood spill at Loughall 
It was on a warm and misty Friday evening The scent of apple blossom filled the air That village street seemed quiet and deserted But hidden eyes were watching everywhere, The digger bomb had only reached its target The trap was sprung and gunfire filled the air The SAS did not want any prisoners "Shoot to kill!" - their orders were quite clear 
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They butchered eight brave volunteers that evening They were kicked and punched in case they were not dead They dragged their bodies up and down that village And filled their bodies full of British lead Did you think that it would teach us all a lesson As such savagery the whole world was appalled Don't you know that there's twenty more men waiting For everyone you butchered at Loughall 
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Farewell Paddy Kelly and Jim Lynagh No more you'll lead your fighting unit forth Side by side with Pádraig McKearney and Tony Gormaley You died to drive the British from the north Declan Arthurs and the youthful Seamus Donnelly On that night you were the youngest of them all With Gerry O'Callaghan and the gallant Eugene Kelly Oh your blood still stains the pavements at Loughall 
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