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 oct00
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