Christy Moore - Grannies Dustbin Lid lyrics

As I was climbing into bed at my Granny's side I looked out the window the Brits they had arrived The house was surrounded they smashed in the front door In They'd come to take away the lid of me Granny's bin She opened up the window she clambered down the spout Soon her bin was rattling to call the neighbours out She took out her whistle and blew away like hell And soon we heard an echo as her neighbours blew as Well Scream bang shout Rattle up a din Let the soldiers know me girls The Brits are coming in Rattle up your bin lid Beat the message out Get up your rhythm going Whistle bang shout A soldier came up the stairs, a rifle in his hand She kicked him with her bu*ton boots as down the hall She ran Up came another one his medal for to win But all he got upon his knob was the lid of me granny's Bin The music rose like thunder as the bins and whistles Played The army soon retreated they knew they'd overstayed It wasn't made of silver it wasn't made of tin But once again it saved us all, the lid of me granny's Bin The English have the radio, the telly and the press To all sorts of fancy gadgets they've always had access From Pettigo to Bellaghy from the Bone to Castlefin The only way to spread the news is the lid of me Granny's bin