Barrels Of Whiskey
The O'Reillys And The Paddyhats
3:57All the nights pitch black, all the lights are out I am sittin' in a pub having a stout The door opens up, my dad steps in He says, "Son, as you know, I'm not free from sin" I was yesterday's rebel, whoa I was yesterday's rebel Had to ring the death of bell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa-oh I was yesterday's rebel, now I find myself in hell When I was your age, I joined the IRA With hard times filled with cries of dismay We fought in the name of 40 shades of green A boy with a gun, that's what I was I was yesterday's rebel, whoa I was yesterday's rebel, had to ring the death of bell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa-oh I was yesterday's rebel, now I find myself in hell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa I was yesterday's rebel, had to ring the death of bell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa-oh I was yesterday's rebel, now I find myself in hell For the promises of freedom, no more I will fight Now I want to save you as well For the promises of freedom, no more I will fight For the promises of freedom, no more I will fight I was yesterday's rebel, whoa I was yesterday's rebel, had to ring the death of bell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa-oh I was yesterday's rebel, now I find myself in hell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa I was yesterday's rebel, had to ring the death of bell I was yesterday's rebel, whoa-oh I was yesterday's rebel, now I find myself in hell