Rebel Songbook P-R
Patriot Game,The
Paddy Public Enemy No.1
Padraic Pearse
Páid O'Donoghue
Pat O'Donnell
Patriot Game,The
Patsy O'Hara
Pearse Jordan
Peatbog Soldiers,The
Peeler And The Goat,The
People's Own M.P,The
Pick Up Your Rifle
Plastic Bullets
Prisoner's Anthem,The
Protestant Men
Provo Birdie
Provos Lullaby,The
Rambler From Clare
Rebel Heart
Rebel's Sermon,The
Recruiting Seargant,The
Reverend Doctor,The
Reverend Willie McCrae
Rifles Of The I.R.A.
Right Will Conquer Might
Rising Of The Moon
Rock On Rockall
Roddy McCorley
Roddy McCorley
Roddy McCorley
Roll Of Honour
Rory O'More
Rubber Bullets

The Patriot Game
Dominic Behan

Come all you young rebels and list while I sing
For love of ones land is a terrible thing
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame
And makes us all part of the patriot game.

My name is O'Hanlon, I'm just gone sixteen
My home is in Monaghan there I was weaned
I learned all my life cruel England to blame
And so I'm part of the patriot game.

It's barely a year since I wandered away
With the local battalions of the bold IRA
I read of our heroes and wanted the same
To play up my part in the patriot game.

They told me how Connolly was shot in a chair
His wounds from the fighting all bleeding and bare
His fine body twisted all battered and lame
They soon made me part of the patriot game.

This Ireland of mine has for long been half-free
Six Counties are under John Bull's Monarchy
But still DeValera is greatly to blame
For shirking his part in the patriot game.

I don't mind a bit if I shoot down police
They are lackeys for war never guardians of peace
And yet at deserters I'm never let aim
The rebels who sold out the patriot game.

And now as I lie with my body all holes
I think of those traitors who bargained and sold
I'm sorry my rifle has not done the same
For the Quislings who sold out the patriot game.