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The Patriot Game Chords

(ver. 1)
Dubliners
[Intro]
G C G D G
 
 
[Verse 1]
     G            C G         D            G
Come all ye young rebels, and list while I sing,
    D             G            D        G
For love of one's country is a terrible thing.
   D        G             D          C
It banishes fear like the speed of a flame
       G           C    G      D        G
And it makes you a part of the patriots game.
 
 
[Verse 2]
   G         C  G         D            G
My name is O'Hanlon, I've just gone sixteen.
   D          G         D           G
My home is in Monaghan, there I was weaned.
       D           G          D          C
I been told all my life cruel England to blame,
G       C    G      D        G
So I am part of the patriots game.
 
 
[Verse 3]
     G          C     G       D         G
'Tis barely two years since I wandered away
         D        G             D        G
With the local battalion of the bold I-R-A,
     D           G            D          C
I've read of our heroes, I've wanted the same,
       G          C    G      D        G
For to play up my part in the patriots game.
 
 
[Verse 4]
     G          C    G       D              G
This Ireland of ours has for long been half-free;
    D            G          D           G
Six counties are under John Bull's tyranny.
    D           G           D          C
And most of our leaders are greatly to blame
    G              C    G      D        G
For shirking their part in the patriots game.
 
 
[Verse 5]
     G           C     G      D           G
They told me how Connolly was shot in his chair,
    D               G          D            G
His wounds from the battle all bleeding and bare.
    D         G            D            C
His fine body twisted, all tattered and lame
     G            C    G      D        G
They soon made me part of the patriots game.
 
 
[Verse 6]
G        C G       D        G
Now I am dying, my body all holes,
  D              G            D             G
I think of those traitors who bargained and sold.
    D        G         D            C
I'm sorry my rifle has not done the same
        G             C    G       D        G
For the quislings who sold out the patriots game.
            
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