Born
County Tyrone
Third of six children
In this household
Then
I lost my mom
As I lost my father
10 years before
I
Will take my seat,
I dare to struggle
[And] fight for you all
Now
I dare to win,
This is my battle
the price of my soul
Proud of our history
Proud of our deads
Proud of our culture
Proud of our tongue
They shut me down
They shot me before
This is the only price of my soul
To get what is right and what we deserve
To gain what’s worth having
We might lose our hope
But nothing will stop me
Now I can’t quit
They broke into my house My children were there
I fell to the ground
Hands of UDA
I’ve slapped you in past
Where’s your flag?
Proud of our history
Proud of our deads
Proud of our culture
Proud of our tongue
Down in the streets
Up in the Court
They shut me down
They shot me before
But they cannot trade and betray the price of my soul
County Tyrone
Third of six children
In this household
Then
I lost my mom
As I lost my father
10 years before
I
Will take my seat,
I dare to struggle
[And] fight for you all
Now
I dare to win,
This is my battle
the price of my soul
Proud of our history
Proud of our deads
Proud of our culture
Proud of our tongue
They shut me down
They shot me before
This is the only price of my soul
To get what is right and what we deserve
To gain what’s worth having
We might lose our hope
But nothing will stop me
Now I can’t quit
They broke into my house My children were there
I fell to the ground
Hands of UDA
I’ve slapped you in past
Where’s your flag?
Proud of our history
Proud of our deads
Proud of our culture
Proud of our tongue
Down in the streets
Up in the Court
They shut me down
They shot me before
But they cannot trade and betray the price of my soul
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