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Let me tell you all the story,
Of fame and gallantry,
How the 'Prentice Boys of Derry,
They went down in history,
They were only thirteen Derry lads,
And William was their man,
And as King James laid Derry siege,
From the Boys these orders ran.
Place King Williams Orange standard
above the city walls,
And close the gates of Derry cried the thirteen 'Prentice Boys,
Till King Williams sword of freedom brings us victory one and all,
We'll hold the gates of Derry cried the thirteen 'Prentice Boys.
So come lift your glasses rightly,
And you'll raise a toast with me,
To every loyal Ulsterman who has fought to keep her free,
To those gallant thirteen Derry lads, And sacred memory,
Come charge your glasses yet again,
This chorus sing with me.
Place King Williams Orange standard
above the city walls,
And close the gates of Derry cried the thirteen 'Prentice Boys,
Till King Williams sword of freedom brings us victory one and all,
We will hold the gates of Derry cried the thirteen 'Prentice Boys.
Yes we'll hold the gates of Derry cried the thirteen Apprentice Boys.
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