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- The Patriot's Game
Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,
For the love of one's country is a terrible thing.
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame,
And it makes us all part of the patriot game.
My name is O'Hanlon, and I've just turned sixteen.
My home is in Monaghan, where I was weaned.
I learned all my life cruel England to blame,
- Young at heart
Young at heart
Young at heart
Young at heart
Yet what a start
Old before their time
They married young
For love at last