The Wolfe Tones - Joe mc donnell

Oh me ^Gname is Joe McDonnell, from ^CBelfast town I c^Game, That ci^Cty I will ne^Gver see agai^Dn. ^GFor in the town of Belfast I spe^Cnt many happ^Gy days, I l^Cove that town in o^Gh so many wa^Dys. For it's th^Amere I sp^Cent my ch^Amildhood and fo^Cund for me a wi^Gfe, I t^Amhen set out to m^Cake for h^Ger a li^Dfe. But a^Gll my young ambitions, met with b^Citterness and ha^Gte, I soon f^Cound myself insi^Gde a prison ga^Dte.

And you ^Amdare c^Call me a ^Amterrorist while ^Cyou look down your ^Ggun, When I ^Amthink of all the ^Cdeeds that you ^Ghave d^Done. You had p^Glundered many nations divided many lands, You had t^Cerrorised their ^Ampeople, you ruled w^Cith an iron h^Dand, And you ^Gbrought this reign of ^Cterror, to my l^Dand.

Through those m^Gany months internment in the m^Caidstone and the ^Gmaze, I th^Cought about my ^Gland throught those d^Days. Why my c^Gountry was divided, why ^CI was now in j^Gail, Imp^Crisoned without ^Gcrime or without t^Drial. And t^Amhough I l^Cove my c^Amountry, I am ^Cnot a bitter ^Gman, I've seen ^Amcruelty and inj^Custice ^Gat first ^Dhand So t^Ghen one faithful morning I s^Chook bold freedom's h^Gand For ^Cright or wrong I'd t^Gried to free my l^Dand.

And you ^Amdare c^Call me a ^Amterrorist while ^Cyou look down your ^Ggun, When I ^Amthink of all the ^Cdeeds that you ^Ghave d^Done. You had p^Glundered many nations divided many lands, You had t^Cerrorised their ^Ampeople, you ruled w^Cith an iron h^Dand, And you ^Gbrought this reign of ^Cterror, to my l^Dand.

Then one ^Gcold October morning, t^Crapped in a lion's ^Gden, I f^Cound myself in ^Gprison once ag^Dain. I was com^Gmitted to the H-Blocks, for ^C14 years or mo^Gre, And the^C blanket, and con^Gdition, they were ^Dpoor. Then a ^Amhunger s^Ctrike we ^Amdid commence, for the ^Cdignity of ^Gman, But it ^Amseemed to me that ^Cno one ^Ggave a ^Ddam. But ^Gnow I am a saddened man, I ^Cwatched my comrades d^Gie, If ^Conly people ^Gcared or wondered ^Dwhy.

And you ^Amdare c^Call me a ^Amterrorist while ^Cyou look down your ^Ggun, When I ^Amthink of all the ^Cdeeds that you ^Ghave d^Done. You had p^Glundered many nations divided many lands, You had t^Cerrorised their ^Ampeople, you ruled w^Cith an iron h^Dand, And you ^Gbrought this reign of ^Cterror, to my l^Dand.

May ^GGod shine on you Bobby Sands for the c^Courage you have ^Gshown, May your g^Clory and your f^Game be widely k^Dnown. And F^Grancis Hughes and Ray McCreesh, who ^Cdied unselfishl^Gy, And ^CPatsy O’Hara and the n^Gext in line is ^Dme. And t^Ghose who lie behind me, may your c^Courage be the ^Gsame, And I ^Ampray to God my l^Cife is ^Gnot in va^Din. Ah but ^Gsad and bitter was the year of ^C198^G1, For e^Cverything I've l^Gost and nothing's ^Dwon.