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| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Patriot Game | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 150 | | | | Lyrics: | The Patriot Game
(Dominic Behan)
Come all ye young rebels, and list while I
sing,
For the love of one's country is a terrible thing.
It banishes fear with the speed
of a flame,
And it makes us all part of the patriot game.
My name is O'Hanlon, and
I've just turned sixteen.
My home is in Monaghan, and where I was weaned
I learned all my
life cruel England's to blame,
So now I am part of the patriot game.
This Ireland of
ours has too long been half free.
Six counties lie under John Bull's tyranny.
But still De
Valera is greatly to blame
For shirking his part in the Patriot game.
They told me
how Connolly was shot in his chair,
His wounds from the fighting all bloody and bare.
His
fine body twisted, all battered and lame
They soon made me part of the patriot
game.
It's nearly two years since I wandered away
With the local battalion of the
bold IRA,
For I read of our heroes, and wanted the same
To play out my part in the patriot
game.
And now as I lie here, my body all holes
I think of those traitors who
bargained in souls
And I wish that my rifle had given the same
To those Quislings who sold
out the patriot game.
Tune: One Morning In May, or God on Our Side
Copyright
Clifford Music Co., Ltd.
@Irish @rebel
recorded by Owen McBride and by Judy
Collins
see also PATGAME2
filename[ PATGAME1
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