Come all you young rebels, enlist while I sing
For the love of one's country is a beautiful thing
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame
And makes us all part of the patriot game
My name is O'Hanlon, my age is sixteen
My home is in Monaghan that's where I was weaned
I learned all my life cruel England's to blame
And that's why I'm part of the patriot game
It's barely two years since I wandered away
With a local battalion of the bold IRA
I read of our heroes and wanted the same
To play my own part in the patriot game
But now as I lie here my body all holed
I think of the traitors who bargained and sold
And I wish that my rifle had given the same
To the quislings who sold out the patriot game
Come all you young rebels, enlist while I sing
For the love of one's country is a beautiful thing
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame
And makes us all part of the patriot game