Can't take any credit for this as I just received it in a text message. Apologies if it had already been posted. I remember the days.. I remember the time, When being a Protestant Wasn't a crime. You got lifted for thieving.. Or dealing in hash, Not wearing a blue scarf Or singing the sash. When the shirt of our Rangers.. Could be so proudly worn, Not tramped in the gutter And treated with scorn. When the songs of our Culture Were sang loud and clear, But now we're a culture That's riddled with fear. We can't tell those fenians Its time to go home, The Billy Boys have gone So is No Pope of Rome. We must stand together Or together we fall, Like the days of Lord Carson We must answer the call. And shoulder to shoulder Together let's stand, Let's fight for our country Our wee promised land. Quality!