I'm[C] ninety[G] miles from[F] Dublin[C] town,I'm in an[F] H-Block[C] cell
To[C] help you under[F]stand my[C] plight,this story I will [F]tell
I'm[C] on the blanket[F] pro[C]test my[C] efforts must not[F] fail
For I'm[C] joined by[G] men and[F] women,[C]in thr Kesh and[F] Armagh[C] jail
It all began one morning I was draged to Castleragh
And though it was three years ago it seems like yesterday
For three days kicked and beaten,I then was forced to sign
Confessions that convicted me,of deeds that were not mine
Sentenced in a diplock court my protest it began
I could not wear the prison gear,I was a blanket man
I'll not accept their status,I'll not be criminilised
Thats the issue in the blocks,for which we give our lives
Over there in London town,oh how they laugh and sneer
If they could only wear their loathsome prison gear
Prisoners of war thats what we are and that we must remain
The blanket protest cannot end,till status we regain
I've been beaten round the romper room because I wont say sir
I've been frog marched down the landing and dragged back by the hair
I've suffered degradation humility and pain
Still the spirit does not falter,British torture is in vain
I've been held in scalding water while my back with deck scrubs was torn
I've been scratched and cut from head to foot then thrown out on the floor
I've suffered mirror searches been probed by drunken bears
I've heard my comrades cry and scream then utter *******prayers
Now with the news that's coming in our protest must not fail
For now we're joined by thirty girls in Armagh;s women's jail
So pay attention Irish men and Irish women too
And show the free state rulers that their silence will not do
Though I'm ninety miles from Dublin town,it seems so far away
There's more attention to our plight in the U.S.A
Now you've heard the story of this filty living hell
Remember ninety miles away I'm in an H-Block cell
