Come all you young rebels & list while I sing
For the love of one's country is a dangerous thing
For it banishes fear like the speed of a flame
And it makes us all part of the Patriot Game
My name is O'Hanlan and I've just gone 16
My home is in Mahnagh, that's where I was weaned
I've read about heroes and I wanted the same
Just to play out my part in the Patriot's Game
Been nearly two years since I wandered away
With the local battalion of the bold IRA
I gave up my boyhood just to drill and to train
And to play out my part in the Patriot's Game
And now as I lie here, my body all holes
Well I think of those traitors who bargained and sold
And I wish that my rifle had given the same
To those Quislings, those low down quislings
Who sold out my Patriot Game.