Aiden McAnespie.
(Gerry Cunningham)
Twas on a Sunday evening
the sun was in the sky
As he walked his way to the Gaelic pitch
never thinking he was going to die
But as he crossed the checkpoint
the sound of gunfire came
The news spread through the border town
Aiden McAnespie was slainFor years he was harassed
by the forces of the crown
As he went to his work every day
he left his native town
The soldiers swore they�d get him
the reason no one can say
And sure enough they murdered him
in cold blood that sunny dayChorus:
Oh why did you do it?
Have you not the guts to say
You say it was an accident or even a ricochet
But like Loughgall and Gibraltar
you're lies are well renowned
You murdered Aiden McAnespie
on his way to the Gaelic groundThe people heard the gunfire
they came from miles around
They saw that man lying thereDying on the ground
His flow of life was ebbing fast
and people they tried their best
That bullet wound it was far too deep
it went right through his chestChorus
Aidens life had ended
it was time for judgement day
The soldier he jumped down
from the tower
and the coward he slipped away
God's curse on you Britannia
for this cruel deed you've done
But God will have his final say
when your judgement day it comesChorus
To say it was an accident
is the greatest crime of all
To his heart-broken family
the worst had 'er befalled
A cross it marks the lonely spot
where Aiden was gunned down
As he strolled on that sunny evening
on his way to the Gaelic groundChorus
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