Go on Home British Soldiers

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Go on Home British soldiers is an Irish rebel song instructing the British forces that are in Ireland to leave the country, directed at the forces of the British Army that have been in Northern Ireland since 1969. It expresses anger towards the British army and government, as well as expressing support for the Irish Republican Army and Irish republicanism in general. It was made famous at the turn of the millennium by Éire Óg.

[edit] Lyrics

(Chorus)

Go on home British soldiers go on home,

Have you got no fucking homes of your own?

For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

And we will fight you for eight hundred more.


If you stay British soldiers, if you stay

You'll never ever beat the IRA

The fourteen men in Derry are the last that you will bury

So take a tip and leave us while you may.


Go on home British soldiers go on home,

Have you got no fucking homes of your own?

For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

And we will fight you for eight hundred more.


No! We're not British, we're not Saxon, we're not English

We're Irish! and proud we are to be!

So stick your Union Jack we want our country back

We want to see old Ireland free once more.


Go on home British soldiers go on home,

Have you got no fucking homes of your own?

For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

And we will fight you for eight hundred more.


Go on home British soldiers go on home,

Have you got no fucking homes of your own?

For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

And we will fight you for eight hundred more.


Well, we're fighting British soldiers for the cause

We'll never bow to soldiers because

Throughout our history we were born to be free

So get out British soldiers leave us be.

Go on home British soldiers go on home,

Have you got no fuck'in homes of your own?

For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

And we will fight you for eight hundred more.


Go on home British soldiers go on home,

Have you got no fucking homes of your own?

For eight hundred years we've fought you without fear

And we will fight you for eight hundred more.

The lyrics are by Tommy Skelly and it has been recorded a number of times.

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