Guns And Pikes

Jack is a revolutionary
He says he’ll not give up
‘til every man and woman
Has a decent life setup
He’ll raise gun against tyranny
Where air it lifts its head
And he’ll cut you down upon the ground
If you say the cause is dead.

Praise the ones who face oppression
Praise the ones who dare to fight!
They gave their life for freedom
And shall be hailed both day and night!
Be of god or of the devil
If they come, bring guns and pikes
Cause the likes of them are fierce
And they will fight until they die.

He’s a long way from his home land
In this tropical paradise
But still he hears the calling
To fight for what is right
And when he leaves this mortal coil
And says his proud farewell
He’ll raise his fists to anyone
Be they in heaven or in hell.

Praise the ones who face oppression.

Praise the ones who dare to fight!
They gave their life for freedom
And shall be hailed both day and night!
Be of god or of the devil
If they come, bring guns and pikes
Cause the likes of them are fierce
And they will fight until they die
Get up outta that you impudent brat
And let the man sit down
He gave his life to freedom and
To keepin’ taxes down.

And if the king comes callin
A looking for his gold
He’ll send him off a packing
Like in the days of old.

Praise the ones who face oppression,
Praise the ones who dare to fight!
They gave their life for freedom
And shall be hailed both day and night!
Be of god or of the devil
If they come, bring guns and pikes
Cause the likes of them are fierce
And they will fight until they die.

Praise the ones who face oppression
Praise the ones who dare to fight!
They gave their life for freedom
And shall be hailed both day and night!
Be of god or of the devil
If they come, bring guns and pikes
Cause the likes of them are fierce
And they will fight until they die.