This website uses cookies to track the amount of users to our site. This is achieved through third party metrics (Google Analytics) More info : https://www.offalyarchives.com/index.php/privacy
Verse transcribed by Internee 1537, D Company, Hut 31, Patrick J. Daly (Tullamore, Offaly):
'Lloyd George no doubt when his life ebbs out Will ride in a fiery chariot He will sit in state on a red hot plate 'Twixt the Devil and Judas Iscariot Annanias that day to the Devil will say My Presidency here has failed So move up higher Away from the fire And make room for the liar from Wales.'
Verse transcribed by Jimmie Egan, Hut 25 ,of Henry Street, Tullamore:
'Where ever England's forces assemble on land on sea or in air We pray thee Oh Lord God of Battle to send all thy thunderbolts there Wherever her plotters are plotting Wherever her fortresses frown With thy vengeance as vivid as lightening Strike her down Oh Lord God! Strike her down.'
Verse by T. P. Duke transcribed by Tomás Ó Dúigh (Clare), Rath Camp:
'The Strike Act 1 A rush. A cheer. A bursting of doors with bedboard or with spike Locks flying in Air, Ah! it's the Boys in camp have gone on strike The Guard called out their wind is up in vain they bawl and shout but the Boys don't seem to mind them in groups they walk about.'
'Oft as I've lain in my hut at night And through the roof the rain came pouring Then I've tucked the clothes around my head And joined the chorus snoring'
Verse transcribed by Walter A. Mitchell (Rahan, Offaly), Hut 3, Tintown No.2 Camp:
Just a greeting from a comrade Who lies in chains with you To show you that a gloomy past Did not our souls subdue May all the pleasures which this world To freeman's life, doth give Be yours in all your future days When slaves no more shall live.'