Now [G] Irishmen Remember well,
[D] Our heroes who in battle fell,
And [C] those who died in [G] prison cells,
Like [D] Bobby Sands from [C] Bel[G]fast.
An Irish soldier to the last,
A criminal he would not be classed,
And so began the long death-fast,
Of Bobby Sands from Belfast.
So proud Brittannia hide your face,
Throughout the world you are disgraced,
How many more must take the place,
Of Bobby Sands from Belfast.
The gallant Hughes from Derry's hills,
He fought till death 'twas the tyrant's will,
O'Hara and McCreesh you killed,
Like Bobby Sands from Belfast.
And the world will never understand,
Why you deny their just demands,
A lingering death was your heartless plan,
For those like Sands from Belfast.
Now Brttannia all the world must know,
How England treats a helpless foe,
Your British justice it is laid low,
Like Bobby Sands from Belfast.
So proud Brittannia hide your face,
Throughout the world you are disgraced,
How many more must take the place,
Of Bobby Sands from Belfast.
