Ireland Shall Rebel
(Henry Lawson)
Am Em
While tyrants rule the land,
Am Em
Beneath the Irish skies;
Am Em
While e'er the iron hand
Am
Upon our people lies;
C G
While sons are driven forth
Am Em
In other lands to dwell,
Am Em
Still in the South and North
Am
Old Ireland will rebel!
F C Em
Rebel, rebel!
Am
Old Ireland will rebel!
Instrumental repeat of chorus
While fanlike from below,
And pale against the skies,
That light of shame - the glow
Of burning homes - shall rise;
While hot indignant tears
From Irish hearts shall swell -
Be it a thousand years,
Old Ireland will rebel!
Rebel, rebel!
Old Ireland will rebel!
Until the tyrant's rod
Shall broken be in twain,
And on the dear old sod
Blest freedom treads again;
Or till our masters learn
To rule our country well,
The fires of hate shall burn!
Old Ireland will rebel!
Rebel, rebel!
Old Ireland will rebel!
MG
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