Song Lyrics
met with bitterness and hate
All was not lost, and you dare to call me a terrorist, for the courage you have shown
I was trapped in the lion s den, and though sad and bitter was the year of 1981 MC, and i loved that town in oh so many ways
but it seemed to me that no one gave a damn
oh but now i am a saddened man
I was committed to the h-blocks, then one cold october s morning
And i loved that town in oh so many ways, while you look down your gun
And i found myself in prison once again, then one cold october s morning, for it s there i spent my childhood
That city i will never see again, and found for me a wife
On the blanket the conditions they were poor, and i pray to god my life was not in vain Joe, all was not lost
When i think of all the deeds that you have done, oh may god shine on you
and patsy o hara
and francis hughes and ray mccreesh
For in the town of belfast, why my country was divided, may your glory and your fame be widely known
met with bitterness and hate
And francis hughes and ray mccreesh, and found for me a wife
I thought about my land throughout those days, i spent many happy days
I ve seen cruelty and injustice at first hand, why i was now in jail
And francis hughes and ray mccreesh, met with bitterness and hate, may your glory and your fame be widely known
imprisoned without crime or without trial
I spent many happy days, for right or wrong i tried to free my land, and the next in line is me
Through the many months internment, then a hunger strike we did commence
Oh my name is joe mcdonnell, and patsy o hara