Veronica - Christy Moore

In the broad daylight of a Summer’s day

On the Cork to Dublin motorway

Suddenly the singing birds

Were startled in their song

In the quiet of that moment

Our world went out of kilter

In that split second

Veronica was gone

But you will never silence her

Your story will be written

Her spirit won’t rest easy

Until her job is done

With fists and boots you broke her bones

You gunned her down at home

But as soon as she was able

She faced you once again

You who made the phone call

And you who took the message down

You who hired the hit men

And you who hatched the plan

You who drew the money down

And you who paid it over

You who remain silent

You are guilty, every one

Veronica, Veronica, Veronica, warrior woman

Veronica, Veronica, Veronica, I offer you this song