The Patriot Game - The Kingston Trio

Come all you young rebels and list while we sing for the love of one’s country

is a terrible thing

It banishes fear with the speed of a flame and it makes us all part of the

patriot game

My name is O’Hannon and I’ve just gone sixteen.

My home is in Monaghan where I

was weaned

I’ve learned all my life cruel England’s to blame and so I’m a part of the

patriot game

It’s barely two years since they wandered away and it was with the local

battalion of the bold IRA

For they’d read of our heroes and they wanted the same to play their own part

in the patriot game

This Ireland of ours has for long been half-free.

Six counties are under John

Bull’s tyranny

So, we gave up our boyhood to drill and to train and play our own part in the

patriot game

And now as I lie here, my body all holes, I think of those traitors who

bargained in souls

I wish that my rifle had given the same to those Quislings who sold out the

patriot game