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BILLY McFADZEAN

Let me tell you a story of honour and glory

Of a young Belfast soldier Billy McFadzean by name

For King and for Country Young Billy died bravely

And won the VC on the fields of the Somme

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Gone Like the snowflake that melts on the river

Gone like the first rays of days early dawn

Like the foam from the fountain

Like the mist from the mountain

Young Billy McFadzeans dear life has gone

Now Billy lies only were the red Flanders poppy

In wildest profusion paints the field of the brave

No piper recalling his deeds all forgotten

For Billy McFadzean has no known grave

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So let us remember that brave Ulster soldier

The VC he won the young life that he gave

For duty demanding his courage outstanding

Private Billy McFadzean of the U.V.F

GUNRUNNERS

When I was eighteen years of age

In Carsons army I engaged

To fight for Ulster against home rule

A mauser rifle was my tool

On Covenant day my first parade

When over half a million promised aid

We go to fight the enemy now

So we landed fifty thousand guns at Larne

We go to fight the enemy now

So we landed fifty thousand guns at Larne

That April night I'll never forget

Dispersing guns to face the threat

Throught the length of our beloved land

The die was cast, we made our stand

But another foe was before us now

Home rule was dead beneath the plough

When across to France our divisions sailed

Britain called we would not fail

When across to France our divisions sailed

Britain called we would not fail

We were Gunrunners, Gunrunners

So the storys told and its understood

Of a charge that morning, Thiepval Wood

When Ulster's flower their lives did give

So that we at home could in freedom live

Well alas I fell on the Sommes great shore

But not alone there were thousands more

From every street, town and dale

A father, son or brother fell

From every street, town or dale

A father, son or brother fell

They were Gunrunners, Gunrunners.  Yes Gunrunners

POPPY FIELDS

Theres a town just north of Belfast white houses row on row

Where was raised an Ulster family how proudly they did grow

Now proud and happy parents watched there son grow to a man

And they taught him truth and justice in this part of Ireland

Then one day there came a letter with his comrades he would go

To a place across the water where the tears and blood would flow

So he waved farewell to Ulster and next morning at the dawn

A broken hearted mother sent her son off to the Somme

Then one night as she lay sleeping in a dream there at the door

Stood a handsome looking soldier the Kings colours he had wore

He said mother dont you know me let me in im feeling cold

But the crimson blood upon his chest the fateful story told

Theres a town just north of Belfast where a father proudly cries

And a broken hearted mother wipes the tears falling from her eyes

Theres a graveyard north of Theipval the white crosses row on row

Where he sleeps beside his comrades now

In the fields where the red poppies grow

Yes he sleeps beside his comrades now

In the fields where the red poppies grow

HERE LIES A SOLDIER

In dungeon deep, I know what fates awaits me

Tied hand and foot, the foe has bound me fast

And in my pain, I pray my God above me

Will grant this wish I know will be my last

Don't bury me in Erin's fenian valley

Take me home to Ulster let me rest

And on my gravestone carve a simple message

Here lies a soldier of the UVF

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Here lies a soldier, here lies a soldier

Who fought and died for what he thought was best

Here lies a soldier, here lies a soldier

Here lies a soldier of the UVF.

So gently drape the red hand round my shoulders

Pin no heroes medals on my chest

But if they ask you, will you kindly tell them

Here lies a soldier of the UVF

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WILL YOU STAND

Oh! Will you stand. Oh! Will you stand

With the Ulster Volunteer Force as a patriotic band

Would you fight until the death would you join the UVF

If you can you're a man then you'll stand

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And when the sound of the battle is over

It's shoulder to shoulder we'll stand

To remember the brave young Ulster soldiers

Who fought for the flag of the red hand

Oh! Will you stand Oh! Will you stand

Would you fight for God and Ulster and to keep it British land

With rifle and grenade would you serve the old brigade

If you can you're a man then you'll stand

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Oh! Will you stand Oh! Will you stand

Would you bear and swear allegiance to the flag of the red hand

Would you fight and never fear with the Ulster Volunteers

If you can you're a man then you'll stand

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Oh! Will you stand Oh! Will you stand

Would you travel the road where the brave and bold must go

Would you wear the black cockade

Would you serve the old brigade

If you can you're a man then you'll stand

BRIAN ROBINSON

Let me tell you of a story fo fame and gallantry

What the name of Brian Robinson it means to you and me

It's a name that stand for courage and it stands for liberty

On the 2nd day of September come and drink this toast with me

So now here's to Brian Robinson a brave and loyal man

And to every Ulster Volunteer who has fought for the Red Hand

They have made the greatest sacrifice and we have seen the best

So lift your glass to Brian and to the men of the UVF

And to the men behind the wire for they have stood the test

Let's not forget their sacrifice for they are Ulster's best

Let us fight now for their liberty and freedom from Long Kesh

With the cry 'For God and Ulster' free the men of the UVF

NUMBER ONE PLATOON

I'll remember I'll try, it was nearly July

As we walked down the road I'll remember the year

There was me, there was Sam, Jimmy Sloan and McCann

Would enlist in the Volunteers

And the man says to me, 'Boy I hope you will see

'And remember this day all the things you've been taught'

It could be now or then, but we'll fight once again

For the things that our grandfathers fought.

And I swore like the rest to the badge on my breast

To the gun in my hand I will fight for my land

With my hand held high I took that vow

And I joined Number One Platoon

And deep down inside my heart fills with pride

I remember the men who have fought through the years

I could name quite a few but to me and to you

They were Ulster Volunteers

And to all here today just some words I must say

To remember this day

All the things you've been taught

It could be now or then, but we'll fight once again

For the things that our grandfathers fought.

And I swore like the rest to the badge on my breast

To the gun in my hand I will fight for my land

With my hand held high I took that vow

And I joined Number One Platoon.

NUMBER FIVE

Gallant men defend our rights

Through this land both day and night

Gallant men that serve and strive

God and Ulster and Number Five

Famous deeds will now unfold

Handed down now to be told

Famous deeds that will survive

Fame and glory and Number Five

Through these years of ill repute

Fighting men we now salute

Fighting men simply the best

These are the men of the U.V.F

Gallant men that serve and strive

God and Ulster and Number Five

Famous deeds that will survive

Fame and glory and Number Five