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Granny was a Gunrunner

© 2005. the Renders

Since 1000 years before, governed from beyond their shores
they rose to dispute, no mind the disrepute
how unladylike the way, should they incarcerate
or just to be seen, as a rebel libertine

Granny was a gunrunner, her cause her country's liberty
she had a biscuit box and motorbike, oh oh
Granny was a gunrunner, her aim to see her country free
answering the countess' cry, to grab your guns girls, get on out and fight

They rose against the black and tans, carried weapons in their babies prams
hid dispatches in their plaits, harboured convicts in their flats
far better to risk the grave, of a rebel without stone or name
than to sign away, on a treaty of shame

Granny was a gunrunner, her cause her country's liberty
she had a biscuit box and motorbike, oh oh
Granny was a gunrunner, her aim to see her country free
answering the countess' cry, to grab your guns girls, get on out and fight

guns and chiffon, "handbag ladies" on the run
lookout ye bowsies now, she's got a gun

Granny was a gunrunner, her cause her country's liberty
she had a biscuit box and motorbike, oh oh
Granny was a gunrunner, her aim to see her country free
answering the countess' cry, to grab your guns girls, get on out and fight

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