After the riding we dispersed
We drifted home in twos and threes
Through cold and rain we spat and cursed
This ancient war of families

Armies past and then returned
They killed and raped, they stole and burnt
So from the cradle we have learnt
To be as hard as stone
And learned to stand alone

(chorus)
They are gone now, the killing and disorder
They're just ghosts now, the brigand and marauder
And we give thanks for peace on the border
We give thanks for peace on the border

Cloak and dagger, crime on crime
Anarchy in the borderlands
The king's men came with a valentine
To break to power of the border clans

Some were hung, some sent away
To Ireland and the low countries
Great was the price they had to pay
God bless their memory
And god bless you and me
The broken towers that stand today
Stand for peace and order
Reminding us until the day
That we need no more borders