| Remember well the 30th of | |
| January, The feeling of dread that was in the air. | |
| The people marched for their right to equality, | |
| They only wanted to be treated fair. | |
| Shots were fired my a mindless military, | |
| The people ran they were unarmed | |
| Across the world we will read of | |
| Derry And those who died by oppressive hands. 13 people lost their lives that | |
| Sunday, Women, children and innocent men. | |
| Many wounded lay crying in agony, | |
| The knights of | |
| Malta attended them. | |
| And so began the government cover up. | |
| And so began the lies and deceit. | |
| Soldiers statement would be changed and torn up, | |
| No reports would come from men on the street. | |
| As the years went by the people began to talk, | |
| The hidden crimes were now being told. | |
| Innocent protestors - shot in back, | |
| Left to die in the winter cold. | |
| The bullets used had all been tampered, | |
| Maximum injury would come from them. | |
| This tyranny will not go un-noticed, | |
| Our day will come again. |