A young man was shot on the Falls Road today
The bulletins came through to hide the truth away
Four different stories to cover the lies
'Twas cold blooded murder caused Pearse Jordan to die
As you travelled the Falls Road early that night,
The police, they were watching, they kept you in sight.
They rammed your car from every side.
As you staggered away, you were shot, and you died.
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
A brave son of Ireland, we will not forget you.
Your killer that night you did not even see.
Shot in the back by the RUC
Now they wont be punished, though justice they'll meet
For shootin' Pearse Jordan unarmed in the street
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
A brave son of Ireland, we will not forget you.
The grief that is felt by his family is sore.
To know that they'll never see Pearse any more.
No chance to hold him or tell him goodbye,
But they're proud of their son and the cause that he held high
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
A brave son of Ireland, we will not forget you.
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
Goodbye, my dear friend. We will not forget you.
The bulletins came through to hide the truth away
Four different stories to cover the lies
'Twas cold blooded murder caused Pearse Jordan to die
As you travelled the Falls Road early that night,
The police, they were watching, they kept you in sight.
They rammed your car from every side.
As you staggered away, you were shot, and you died.
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
A brave son of Ireland, we will not forget you.
Your killer that night you did not even see.
Shot in the back by the RUC
Now they wont be punished, though justice they'll meet
For shootin' Pearse Jordan unarmed in the street
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
A brave son of Ireland, we will not forget you.
The grief that is felt by his family is sore.
To know that they'll never see Pearse any more.
No chance to hold him or tell him goodbye,
But they're proud of their son and the cause that he held high
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
A brave son of Ireland, we will not forget you.
Slán go fóill mo chara, just for a while.
We'll not have your craic, your jokes, or your smiles.
But in years to come, your memory's still true;
Goodbye, my dear friend. We will not forget you.