It’s too late.
Reading the Dandy and watching your team play,
D.M.s and skinners, homework on the bus
Collected the boney, what was the fuss.
We didn’t start the fight, we put no one down
Born to one flag and told this is our ground
Told of taigs and rebels, you’ll fight nail and tooth
We didn’t know what coming, for the loyalist youth.
Seen the riots on TV, the bodies on the ground
Had to grow up fast, for fear is all around
Parts of our country is lost to the other side
Our country is calling, lets go for a ride
Real rifles cracked, bombs lit up the sky
Where are our young men, so we answered the cry.
Parents worried sick, while politicians twisted the truth
But its already too late for the loyalist youth
We marched and trained, and swore loyalty to the clan
Trained with real guns and took orders to a man
Our knowledge was poor but passion was great
We stood by each other and then met our fate
We stood in the court before our own crown
The judge looked puzzled but still sent us down
We had done our duty, to fight off the south
But it was too late for a loyalist youth.
We learn the reality as our mothers cry
Boys grow into men, in a cage of wire
We seek our own truth and see who’s the liar
Our sentence is served and freedom arrives
But the world it has changed, so what of our lives?
Go back to the family and fight the untruth
But it’s still too late for the loyalist youth.
Doors are locked and minds are not right
Jobs are denied while the gutter dogs write
It’s a different world and it’s not mine
We’re a generation born, at the wrong time
Never forgiven and always remembered
Old men now; but more even tempered.
Life’s moved on but the past is our truth
It was always too late for our loyalist youth.