Rebel Songbook T-V
Tenth Hunger Striker,The
Take It Down From The Mast
Take Me Home To Mayo
Teach Us How To Die
Teddy Bear's Head,The
Ten Brave Men,The
Tenth Hunger Striker,The
Terrorist Or Dreamer?
The Time Has Come
Thirty-Two Counties,The
Three Flowers
Thy Wounded Old Ireland
Tim McGuire
Time To Go
Tiocfaidh Ár Lá
Tom Williams
Tone Is Coming Back Again
Tone's Grave
Town I Loved So Well,The
Tri-Coloured Ribbon
Twenty Men From Dublin Town
Two Brendans,The
Unfinished Revolution
Upton Ambush
Valley Of Knockanure,The
Vinegar Hill

The Tenth Hunger Striker (Mickey Divine)

A youth from the city of Derry,

Brought up in povert streets,

No work, no pay, just prolonged misery,

Oppressed by a bigoted state,

I joined the march of my people,

To change gerrymandering ties,

More homes, more jobs, civil rights for all,

That was our protesting cry.

I will be the tenth hunger-striker,

I'm proud to answer the call,

This pain I take on will make us more strong,

For the Socialist Republic weseek.


As we walked peaceful and solemn,

They beat us into the ground,

Arredted and jailed, locked up in a cage,

Interned to silence our songs,

That started years of great sorrow,

So vivid would soon take it's toll,

The torture the dread, many shot dead,

And our land was without a soul.

I am the tenth hunger-striker,

My heart it mourns for my friends,

Inside me it cried as my comrades died,

And now the fight comes to me.


So I took up the fight like James Connolly,

The people have risen again,

I felt so proud when my rifle spoke loud,

Bhear brugh the warcry I'd sing,

Captured and taken to the H-Blocks,

I joined te brave Blanket-Men,

Though naked and beat I saw their defeat,

As our hunger-strike it began.

I leave as the last hunger-striker,

My pain will soon come to end,

I leave you, my love, my daughter and son,

And sister Margaret so dear,


Remember the ten hunger-strikers,

Who died with great dignity,

So you all can see Ireland once more free,

And a Socialist Republic for all.