Anyway, it was from the mid-80s and the lyric line went something like
"68 guns will never die, 68 guns our battle cry . . ."
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"No, you can't chop your poppa up in Massachusetts
You know how neighbours love to criticize."
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And now they're trying to take my life away
Forever young I cannot stay
On every corner, I can see them there
They don't know my name, they don't know my kind
They're after you with their promises
They're after you to sign your life away
Sixty Eight Guns will never die
Sixty Eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty Eight Guns will never die
Sixty Eight Guns our battle cry
Sixty Eight Guns, Sixty Eight Guns
For living in the backstreets that's our home from home
The painted walls are all we've ever known
'The Guns Forever' that's our battle cry
It is the flag that we fly so high
For every day they try to drag us down
I cry with anger, I have done no crime
And now they are trying to take my life away
Forever young I cannot stay
On every corner I can see them there
They don't know my name
They don't know my kind
They're after you with their promises
They're after you to sign your life away
The sixty eight guns will never die
The 68 guns is our battle cry
The sixty eight guns will never die
The 68 guns is our battle cry
68 guns
68 guns
68 guns
For living in the backstreets
That's our home from home
The painted walls are all we've ever known
And The Guns Forever that's our battle cry
It is the flag we fly so high
And every day they try to drag us down
But I cry with anger
I have done no crime
The sixty eight guns will never die
The 68 guns is our battle cry
The sixty eight guns will never die
The 68 guns is our battle cry
68 guns
68 guns
68 guns
The sixty eight guns will never die
The 68 guns is our battle cry
The sixty eight guns will never die
The 68 guns is our battle cry
68 guns
68 guns
68 guns
Regards
Ann
Edinburgh-Scotland