Come all you young rebels and list while we 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'hannon and i've just gone sixteen. my home is in
Monaghan where i was weaned.
I've learned all my life cruel england's to blame and so i'm a
Part of the patriot game.

It's barely two years since they wandered away and it was with
The local battalion of the bold ira
For they'd read of our heroes and they wanted the same to play
Their own part in the patriot game.

This ireland of ours has for long been half-free. six counties
Are under john bull's tyranny.
So, we gave up our boyhood to drill and to train and play our
Own part in the patriot game.

And now as i lie here, my body all holes, i think of those
Traitors who bargained in souls.
I wish that my rifle had given the same to those quislings who
Sold out the patriot game.