hier hangt bij mij altijd een dubbel iets.
ik zelf ben een loyalist,en spuug op ieren.
nou zie ik bij feyenoord dus een spandoek van de st george met daarop een bulldog en de text NO SURRENDER.
Since the Siege of Derry till the present day
NO SURRENDER TO THE IRA
The time has scarce gone by boys, two hundred years ago,
When Rebels on old Derry's Walls their faces dare not show;
When James and all his rebel band came up to Bishops Gate;
With heart and hand and sword and sheild we caused them to retreat;
Chorus
Then work and don't surrender but come when duty calls,
With heart and hand, and sword and shield - we'll guard old Derry's Walls.
The blood it did flow in the streams for many a winter's night,
They knew the Lord was on their side, to help them in the fight;
They only stood upon the walls determined for to fight,
To fight and gain the victory and hoist the Crimson high;
Chorus
At last, at last with one broadside the heavens sent their maze,
The boom was broke that crosses Foyle's shores and James he was dismayed;
The Banner, boys that floated, was run aloft with joy,
God bless the hands that broke the boom and saved Apprentice Boys.
ChorusThe Green Grassy Slopes
Some folks sing of mountains and valleys Where the wild flowers abundantly grow, And some of the wave-crested billows That dash 'neath the waters below. But I'm going to speak of a river, And I hope in the chorus you'll join Of the deeds that were done by King William, On the green grassy slopes of the Boyne.
Chorus:
On the green grassy slopes of the Boyne,
Where the Orangemen with William did join,
And fought for our glorious deliv'rance
On the green grassy Slopes of the Boyne.
On the banks of that beautiful river,
There the bones of our forefathers lie,
Awaiting the sound of the trumpet
To call them to glory on high.
In our hearts we will cherish their memories,
And we all like true Brethren will join.
And praise God for sending us King William,
To the green Grassy slopes of the Boyne.
Chorus:
Orangemen will be loyal and steady,
For no matter what'er may betide,
We will still mind our war-cry "No Surrender!"
So long as we've God on our side,
And if ever our service is needed.
Then we all like true Brethren will join,
And fight, like valliant King William,
On the green grassy slopes of the Boyne.
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