Rebel Songbook I-K
Ireland Unfree
I Hate To Hear People Cry
If I Should Fall From Grace With God
If It Wasn't For The Border
Impartial Police Force,The
INLA Freedom Fighters
Ireland, Boys, Hurrah!
Ireland Divided
Ireland Unfree
Ireland United,Gaelic And Free
Ireland's Fight For Freedom
Irish Citizen Army
Irish Free State,The
Irish Rebel Spy,The
Irish Soldier Boy
Irish Soldier Laddie
Irish Ways And Irish Laws
Jackets Green,The
James Connolly
James Connolly
James Larkin
Joe McManus
Joe McCann
Joe McDonnell
John Mitchel
Johnson's Motorcar
Kelly The Boy From Killane
Kerry Recruit,The
Kevin Barry
Kevin Lynch
Kieran Doherty

Ireland Unfree

In a dimly lit room by the smouldering fire
Sat an old man so lonely so sad and so tired
Once he struggled for freedom, now he struggles to live
With his few small possessions and his past to relive

Thereīs a faded old picture on the wall all alone
A dusty old picture, the pride of his home
With a harp and a shamrock with these words underneath
"Ireland unfree shall never be at peace"

And his thoughts wander back to the days of his prime
Oh it seems now thereīs nothing goes faster than time
To his comrades of old he remembers the day
When he marched behind Pearse and the bold IRA

And itīs to Easter week and his thoughts wander back
Oh those leaders of men sure no courage did lack
But now heīs just left with his memories of old
For his name nor his story will never be told

He gazed at that picture and gave a sad smile
For each wrinkle and line told the struggle of time
Then he gazed once again and his eyes filled with tears
For the man in that picture was his friend Padraic Pearse