Rebel Songbook LM
Long Kesh
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

Long Kesh

There is a place just outside Lisburn
It´s a place that´s known to few
Where a group of Irish rebels
Are held by Faulkner´s crew
There are forced to live in cages
Like the inmates of Bellevue
But the spirit of 1916
Will always see them through.

The men in this vile place
They come from far and near
Some from the Derry Bogside
And Omagh town so near
And some of them from Belfast
From the Markets and the Falls
From the narrow streets of Ardoyne
And all around Tyrone.

On that black day in August
When Faulkner showed his hand
He thought that by internment
He could break our gallant band
But the boys from Ballymurhy
How they showed the way that night
How they thaught those English soldiers
How Irishmen could fight.

Long Kesh it´s known to everyone
The system must be broke
Ardoyne, the New Lodge and the Falls
Will see the system choke
No more the Special Powers Act
The means will envoke
And Long Kesh will be the U stone
On which the system´s broke.

A word now Irish people
No matter where you are
Remember our brave rebels
In Long Kesh this year
And by civil disobedience
Or any other way
We´ll make a stand until the day
Each one of them are free.