The day has come, the letters say
To pay for roof, ‘n walls, ‘n shelter now again.
And to their law,
we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
A home is not the going rate
The price they’ll take from us
To pay this levy laid.
And to their law,
we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
Chorus
Ireland, home of the free
Free to tax the air we breathe.
Free to come into our homes
And trample
on our hope and dreams
And to their law, we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
Bridge
Why did they bow down to foreign will and lose their way?
Did Irish men and women fight for freedom
all in vain?
Standing at the barricades we’ve found ourselves again.
And we will not be tethered, bound or told.
Chorus
Ireland, home of the free
Free to tax the air we breathe.
Free to come into our homes
And
trample on our hope and dreams
And to their law, we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
And those who made this law will face
The cries of vengeance when it comes Election Day.
And to their law,
we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
Chorus
Ireland, home of the free
Free to tax the air we breathe.
Free to come into our homes
And trample
on our hope and dreams
And to their law, we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
And to their law, we’ve this to say
We will not falter now and we won’t pay.
