In the mist and through the winds
we hear thier voices call
"Never give up the fight"..
For our lives we give for all
Wheather in the years of Connolly
or the year of Bobby Sands
Be it the day of Bloody Sunday
Brit cowardus did show to all the lands
We struggle on and hear their voices
we feel them in the winds
"Remember US" when Britain leaves our land
They called us "Fenian Bastards"
Proud to be one I am
Copyright 1990 Marcie Phagan Caudell
