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In dungeon deep, I know what fate awaits me. |
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Tied hand and foot, the foe has bound me fast. |
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But in my pain, I pray the God above me |
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will grant this wish I know will be my last. |
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Don't bury me in Erin's fenian valleys, |
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Oh take me home to Ulster, let me rest. |
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And on my gravestone, carve this simple message, |
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Here lies a Soldier of The UVF. |
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Here lies a soldier, here lies a soldier, |
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Who fought and died for all he loved the best. |
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Here lies a soldier, here lies a soldier, |
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Here lies a Soldier of The UVF. |
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So gently drape the Red Hand round my shoulder, |
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Pin no heroes medals on my breast, |
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And if they ask, then will you kindly tell them, |
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Here lies a Soldier of The UVF. |
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Here lies a soldier, here lies a soldier, |
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Who fought and died for all he loved the best. |
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Here lies a soldier, here lies a soldier, |
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Here lies a Soldier of The UVF. |
