Аккорды The Dubliners - The Patriot Game

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,
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For love of one's country is a terrible thing.
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It banishes fear like the speed of a flame
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And it makes you a part of the patriots game.

[Verse 2]
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My name is O'Hanlon, I've just gone sixteen.
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My home is in Monaghan, there I was weaned.
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I been told all my life cruel England to blame,
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So I am part of the patriots game.

[Verse 3]
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'Tis barely two years since I wandered away
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With the local battalion of the bold I-R-A,
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I've read of our heroes, I've wanted the same,
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For to play up my part in the patriots game.

[Verse 4]
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This Ireland of ours has for long been half-free;
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Six counties are under John Bull's tyranny.
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And most of our leaders are greatly to blame
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For shirking their part in the patriots game.

[Verse 5]
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They told me how Connolly was shot in his chair,
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His wounds from the battle all bleeding and bare.
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His fine body twisted, all tattered and lame
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They soon made me part of the patriots game.

[Verse 6]
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Now I am dying, my body all holes,
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I think of those traitors who bargained and sold.
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I'm sorry my rifle has not done the same
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For the quislings who sold out the patriots game.  
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