U.D.R. 4

#1 by ulsterman , Mon Nov 01, 2010 3:01 pm

I'm a young Ulster Soldier from north of the border,
I'm one of the U.D.R 4,
They charged me with murder just me and no other,
Now I am a lifer called Neil Latimer.

They locked me away where the sweet light of day,
Half reaches my Prison Cell door,
But no matter how long i'll fight on and on,
As one of the U.D.R 4.

Free Free I just want to be,
As free as the wind and the rain and the sea,
Free Free I just want to be,
Out where the rivers run free,
So strike up the drum let me shoulder my gun,
Let the flutes play the Sash that my dear father wore,
Open the gates let me rejoin my mates,
As one of the U.D.R 4.

Together again we'll fight as young men,
As our forefathers did in the great days of yore,
And the IRA scum over the border will run,
In the charge of the U.D.R. 4.

Free Free I just want to be,
As free as the wind and the rain and the sea,
Free Free I just want to be,
Out where the rivers run free,
So strike up the drum let me shoulder my gun,
Let the flutes play the Sash that my dear father wore,
Open the gates let me rejoin my mates,.
As one of the U.D.R 4.

So strike up the drum let me shoulder my gun,
Let the flutes play the Sash that my dear father wore,
Open the gates let me rejoin my mates,
As one of the U.D.R 4.

Together again we'll fight as young men,
As our forefathers did in the great days of yore,
And the IRA scum over the border will run,
In the charge of the U.D.R. 4.

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