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The Patriot Game (The Clancy Brothers)

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Intro: C  G  D  G
 
VERSE 1:
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Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing. 
        D             G   C         G        Em
For the love of one's country is a terrible thing. 
   D        G    C        G          Em
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame, 
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And it makes us all part of the patriot game.  
 
VERSE 2:
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My name is О'Hanlon and I've just gone sixteen. 
   D          G   C     G           Em
My home is in Monaghan, where I was weaned. 
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I've learned all my life, cruel England to blame, 
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And so I'm a part of the patriot game.  
 
VERSE 3:
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It's nearly two years since I wandered away, 
         D        G  C             G    Em
With the local battalion of the bold IRA. 
  D           G  C          G          Em
I read of our heroes, and I wanted the same, 
   G           C    G      D       G   C G D G
To play out my part in the patriot game. 
 
VERSE 4:
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They told me how Connolly was shot in the chair, 
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His wounds from the battle all bleeding and bare. 
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His fine body twisted, all battered and lame, 
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They soon made me part of the patriot game.  
 
VERSE 5:
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This Ireland of ours has for long been half free. 
    D            G  C       G           Em
Six counties are under John Bull's tyranny. 
     D          G  C          G            Em
So I gave up my boyhood to drill and to train, 
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To play my own part in the patriot game.  
 
VERSE 6:
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And now as I lie here, my body all holes 
  D              G   C        G             Em
I think of those traitors who bargained and sold. 
  D            G     C   G         Em
I wish that my rifle had given the same, 
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To those quislings who sold out the patriot game.