Go On Home British Soldiers
Leave us [G]be
British soldiers, leave us be.
We’re fed [C]up with your [G]lies and tyran-[D]ny.
For it’s [C]now your turn to run,’cause it’s [G]us that’s got the [Em]guns,
So take a [G]trip while you [D]may and leave us [G]be.
If you [G]stay
British soldiers, if you stay,
You will [C]never ever [G]beat the IR [D]A.
The [C]fourteen men in Derry are the [G]last that you will [Em]bury.
Go on [G]home now and [D]leave us while you [G]may.
We’re not [G]British,
we’re not Saxon, we’re not English.
We’re [C]Irish! and [G]proud we are to [D]be.
So [C]fuck your Union Jack! We [G]want our country [Em]back.
We [G]want once more to [D]see old Ireland [G]free.
Well, we’re [G]fighting
British soldiers for the cause.
We’ll [C]never bow to [G]soldiers be-[D]cause,
Through-[C]out our history, we were [G]born to be [Em]free.
So get [G]out British [D]bastards, leave us [G]be.
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