Rebel Songbook NO
Nineteen Men
Nelson's Farewell
New Generation
Nineteen Men
Ninety Miles From Dublin Town
No Irish Need Apply
No Time For Love
O'Donnell Abú
O'Donnell Of Tipperary
O'Donovan Rossa's Farewell
O'Dwyer Of The Glen
O'Hara, Hughes, McCreesh And Sands
Oft In The Stilly Night
Old Alarm Clock,The
Old Fenian Gun,The
On The Blanket
On The One Road
One Shot Paddy
One Sunday Morning
Only Our Rivers Run Free
Oró Sé Do Bheatha 'Bhaile
Oró, Sé Do Bheatha 'Bhaile
Ould Orange Flute, The
Outlaw Rapparee,The
Over The Wall

Nineteen Men
Dermot Hegarty

There's 19 men a-missing,
And they didn't use the door.
Just blew a little hole,
Where there wasn't one before.

Now the army and the gardai
Are searching high and low.
For the men from Portlaoise prison,
Who have vanished like the snow.

On the eighteenth day of August,
In the good year '74.
A blast occurred in Portlaoise town,
That was heard through every door.

And when the smoke and dust had cleared,
There rose a merry cheer,
For those within who helped to plan
The jailbreak of the year

The word to Dublin quickly spread
And on the news 'twas said
That special branch detectives
Would soon capture those who fled.

And then appeared upon this land
Checkpoints with soldiers armed
Who vowed to capture those
Who caused the Minister such alarm.

To Ireland's rebel country
These brave men made quick escape
To a quiet town called Gorey
The boys sat down and dined in state.

And now I hear there's plans afoot
With mortar brick and stone
To build a brand new prison
And to call it Provo home.