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The bastards beat their drums. Bum Bum

The bastards beat their drums. Bum Bum

The bastards stomping On through Derry

Burning the land They're in no hurry.

Killing and raping And stealing unworried.

Children who stand And cry are burried.

Bah bum Bum bum

Bah bum Bum bum

The drum.

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