In the Jail - - - - - - - in the prison, where he died, lie 2 daughters of old Ireland and they fill my heart with pride for I know that England wishes that we let them die alone but the voice of dear old Ireland cries for us to bring them home Chorus: Hear a drim on the air it's the voice of my country so far Oh can't you feel? Oh can't you see? Irish men will set them free!

It was the love of dear old Ireland that brought them to their prison hell but the ghosts of Pearson country fill their lovely prison cell Clark and blanket stand beside them McDonnell McDermitt and Wolf Tone and all the voices of old Ireland cry for us to bring them home Chorus: So I pray, ye men of Ireland, don't be traitored or - - - - - - - Proudly stand behind our heros Lest they'll die for me and you Though the tyranns may denie us, we may break the hearts of stones and all of Ireland will be singing, when we bring our daughters home! Chorus:

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