There Has to Be An End to It Someday

[Verse 1]
Peter John McCoy was a Catholic boy
He sang the songs of liberty, of brave Henry Joy
But the sights and sounds of nature were the things he loved the best
He got a bunch of flowers and they laid interest

[Chorus]
There has to be an end to it someday
To this torture that our land is going through
And I hope I live to see it in my day
When our people will be one instead of two

[Verse 2]
Little Sammy Nelson he came from the other side
The twelfth of July was his joy and his pride
But in his heart there was no hate for he was young and gay
They wrapped the sash around him as they laid him in the clay

[Chorus]
There has to be an end to it someday
To this torture that our land is going through
And I hope I live to see it in my day
When our people will be one instead of two

[Verse 3]
Young Henry Baxter he came from across the sea
When he was a boy he said a soldier he would be
But in the streets of Belfast he fell as the snipers hand
A victim of a bitter hate he didn't understand

[Chorus]
There has to be an end to it someday
To this torture that our land is going through
And I hope I live to see it in my day
When our people will be one instead of two

[Chorus]
There has to be an end to it someday
To this torture that our land is going through
And I hope I live to see it in my day
When our people will be one instead of two