[Verse 1]
Come all you young rebels, and list' while I sing
For love of one's land is a terrible thing
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame
And it makes us all part of the patriot game
[Verse 2]
My name is O'Hanlon, and I'm just gone sixteen
My home is in Monaghan, there I was weaned
I was taught all my life cruel England to blame
And so I'm a part of the patriot game
[Verse 3]
'Tis barely two years since I wandered away
With the local battalion of the bold IRA
I read of our heroes and wanted the same
To play up my part in the patriot game
[Verse 4]
They told me how Connolly was shot in a chair
His wounds from the battle all bleeding and bare
His fine body twisted, all battered and lame
They soon made me part of the patriot game
[Verse 5]
This Ireland of mine has for long been half-free
Six counties are under John Bull's monarchy
And still de Valera is greatly to blame
For shirking his part in the patriot game
[Verse 6]
I don't mind a bit if I shoot down police
They're lackeys for war, never guardians of peace
But yet at deserters I'm never let aim
Those rebels who sold out the patriot game
[Verse 7]
And now as I lie with my body of holes
I think of those traitors who bargained and sold
I'm sorry my rifle has not done the same
For the Quislings who sold out the patriot game
The Patriot Game was written by Dominic Behan.