Standard (EADGBE)

 Well it was sunday, bloody sunday

When they shot the people there

The cries of thirteen martyrs

Filled the free Derry air.

 Is there any one among you

Dare to blame it on the kids?

 Not a soldier boy was bleeding

When they nailed the coffin lidds!

Sunday bloody sunday

 Bloody sunday's the day!

You claim to be majority

Well you know that it's a lie

You're really a minority

Oh this sweet emerald isle.

When Stormont bans our marchers

They've got a lot to learn

Internment is no answer

It's those mother's turn to burn!

Sunday bloody sunday

Bloody sunday's the day!

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