Rebel Songbook LM
Limb Of The Law,The
Last House In Our Street
Last Night I Had A Happy Dream
Legion Of The Rearguard
Let Erin Remember
Let The People Sing
Lid Of My Granny's Bin
Limb Of The Law,The
Little Drummer Boy
London's Derry
Lonely Woods Of Upton
Long Held In Chains
Long Kesh
Long March To Derry,The
Loughall Ambush,The
Lough Sheelin Eviction
Mairéad Farrell
Man From God-Knows-Where,The
Man From Mullingar
Man From The Daily Mail,The
Martin Hurson
Masters Of War
McElwee's Farewell
McVerry's Men
Meet Me At The Pillar
Memory Of The Dead,The
Men Behind The Wire
Men Of Easter Week
Men Of '81
Men Of The West
Merry Ploughboy
Michael Divine
Michael Collins
Michael Dwyer
Minstrel Boy,The
Mountains Of Pomeroy,The
Murray And McDonald
My Father Once Said To Me
My Heart Is In Ireland
My Last Farewell
My Little Armalite
My Old Man
My Youngest Son Came Home Today

The Limb Of The Law
Brian O'Higgins

You can tell by my feet I'm a limb of the law
The people of Dublin for me have no gra;
The hiss me and boo me when I pass them by,
"Sinn Fein", "Up the rebels"  you'll hear them all cry.
Now you may think that's bad, but there's one thing that's worse
This grand Irish language on my soul 'tis a curse.
Wid' their yibberin and yabberin like an old asses' bray,
The Castle expects me to know what they say,

With "Ochone" and "Mo Bhroin" you'll hear them all say
"An dtuigeann tu me?" and "Sinn Fein, hooray!"
"Is doigh liom go bhfuil is doigh liom nach e"
"Ach ta me ag foghlaim na Gaeilge."

Now I've a friend on the force and he's courting a cook
And what do you know but she bought him a book,
With Irish on this side and English on that.
So small I could carry it round in my hat.
Oh first learn the letters and then the whole phrase.
I'll have it all off in a couple of days.
Then their yibberin and yabberin I'11 soon understand.
Such larnification will stagger the land.


Now this book I procured and to learn I must try
"An bhfuil me?" means "Are you?", "An bhfu'il tu?" means "Am I?"
"Is doigh liom", I think that I do understand
"Mo lamh" is my foot and "Mo chluas" is my hand.
"Ta me ag foghlaim", I'm learning, you see
If I keep on like this, an inspector I'll be.
I'm getting so big that I don't know the cat,
My head is two sizes too large for my hat.

Now with larnification I'm bloody near dead,
I lie on the floor 'cause I can't lie in bed
I am walking and talking when I'm fast asleep.
When I hear "Up the rebels! " my flesh starts to creep
My friends all have left me, I've now just a few
I'm walking around like a wandering Jew '