Chorus:
So it's pull down the watchtowers you're going home at 
last
Say farewell to Bellaghy, Carrickmore and West Belfast
With your kit-bag on your shoulder and a tear all in 
your eye
Well pardon me for smiling while you're waving me 
goodbye


You say you came to save us in the year of sixty-nine
But you stayed to stop the orange state' from falling 
to decline
When it came to Bloody Sunday you showed the world what 
you could do
Fourteen dead men on Derry's streets your true colours 
they shone through

Chorus


You found you could not beat us after thirty years of 
war
In of all your Choppers, foot-patrols and armoured cars
We never will surrender or get on our knees and beg
So go crowling back to England with your trail between 
your legs

Chorus


You say you're sad to leave us but we have no regrets
You've left behind a legacy we )never will forget
From Dunloy to Drumnakilly you carved out your bloody 
name
Your hands are stepped in Irish blood so hang your 
heads in shame


Chorus twice

Well pardon me for smiling while you're waving me 
goodbye