Provos lullaby
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| Chorus So go to sleep my weary Provo let the time go drifting by Cant you hear the bullets humming thats a Provos lullaby Well I know your clothes are worn and tattered And your hair its turning slightly grey Some day youll die and go to heaven Youll find peace again some day Chorus Well I know the peelers give you trouble Sure they cause trouble everywhere Some day youll die and go to heaven They'll be no black bastards (RUC) over there Chorus This page has been viewed 9284 times |
| Lo-Fi Version | Time is now: 13th December 2010 - 06:35 PM |
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