Rebel Songbook C-F
Fire Of Freedom
Cahir O'Doherty
Castle Of Drumboe
Children Of The Dole
Clare's Dragoons
Come Out Ye Black And Tans
Come To The Bower
Connolly Was There
Croppies Lie Down
Croppy Boy,The
Croppy Boy,The
Croppy Boy,The
Dawning Of The Day
Dear Harp Of My Country
Death Before Revenge
Derry's Streets
Disband The R.U.C.
Drumboe Martyrs
Drumnakilly Ambush,The
Dungannon '57
Dying Rebel,The
Eamon Wright
Erin Go Bragh
Erin's Flag
Ethel Lynch
Extradition Song,The
Faith Of Our Fathers
Fanatic Heart
Father Murphy
Father's Blessing
Fenian Record Player,The
Fenians Escape,The
Fenians From Cahirciveen
Fenians Of The Rock
Fields Of Athenry
Fields Of Athenry
Fighting Men Of Crossmaglen
Fire Of Freedom
Flag Of The Fianna
Foggy Dew,The
Follow Me Up To Carlow
For What Died The Sons Of Róisín
Forever In My Mind
Forgotten Hero
Four Green Fields
Free Joe Now
Free The People
Freedom Walk

Fire Of Freedom
Larry Kirwan
© Larry Kirwan

Darlin, darlin' you've put up with so much
Betrayed by your leaders, abandoned by your church
I've watched you suffer, now you're older than your years
But you still look beautiful, though you're fightin' back the tears.

You can break down my door, you can even strip search me
Never gonna take away my human dignity
Beat me, shoot me, flame keep on burnin'
Never gonna put out the fire of freedom.

When we were children, we thought we would be
God's annointed but the joke was on you and me
10 years later, we're still searchin' for the sun
But I want you to know that our day will come.

So many hopes and dreams lying in pieces
All of us betrayed by politicians' speeches
I want you to know, I'll love you forever
Our dreams will continue in the eyes of our children.

Out in the streets all I hear is violence
But the authorities react with silence
One law for you, for me it's another
Things gotta change, oh my sisters and brothers.

Óró 'se do bheatha 'bhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

Don't use the color of my skin as an issue
Hey politician, your lies are gonna get you
Chickens comin' home to roost in the White House
Blood on the streets if you don't shut your big mouth.

Power to the people sang Johnny Lennon
20 years later we're back at the beginnin'
Sick of waitin' round for divine intervention
Take to the streets if you're lookin' for redemption.