Patriot Game Lyrics

Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,
For the love of one's country its a beutiful thing.
It banishes fear like the speed of a flame,
It makes us all part of the patriot game.
My name is O'Hanlon, and I've just gone sixteen.
My home is in Monaghan, where I was weaned.
I learned all my life for cruel England's to blame,
So now I am part of the patriot game.

It's barely two years I wandered away
With the local battalion of the bold IRA,
I read of our heroes, and I wanted the same
For to play out my own part in the patriot game.
This Ireland of ours has for long been half free.
Six counties are 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,
The wounds from the battle all b***** and bare.
His fine body twisted, all tortured and lame.
They soon made me part of the patriot game.
And now as I lie here, my body all holes
I think of those traitors who bargained and sold
I wish that my rifle had given the same
To those b******s who sold out the patriot game.

So come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,
For the love of one's country its a beautiful thing.
It banishes fear like the speed of a flame,
And it makes us all part of the patriot game.
And it makes us all part of the patriot game.