You Stand Accused Of Murder (Men Of 81)

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The mists of time will honour this, the  year of 81

When ten brave gallant Irishmen, a hunger-strike begun,

You might as well have shot them like the men of Easter week,

You knew they wouldnt bend their knee, you knew they wouldn't break

 

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You stand accused of murder their blood is on your hands,

Of Francis Hughes, Ray McCreesh, Joe McDonnell, Bobby Sands,

Martin Hurson, Kevin Lynch, Thomas McElwee,

Mickey Divine, Patsy OHara and Keiron Doherty.

 

Time will never sanctify the reasons why,

In prison cells, in lonely hells our hunger-strikers died

Show me an English man who'd starve until he died,

But Irishmen have done it with honour and with pride.

 

800 years is far too long the time has come to leave,

Youve butchered and youve plundered, youve murdered and deceived,

But we promise we will never give up our human rights

To defend the men of 81 in their final lonely fight.