[Chorus]
There's[C] nineteen men are missing,and they[G] didn't use the door,
Just[F] blew a little[C] hole where there[G] wasn't one be[C]fore,
Now[C] the army and the gardai are[G] searching high and low,
For the[F] men from[C] Portlaoise town who[G] vanished like the[C] snow
[1]
On the eighteenth day of august in the good year '74
A blast occurred in Portlaoise town that was heard through every door,
And when the smoke and dust had cleared,there rose a mighty cheer,
For those within who helped to plan the jailbreak of the year.
[2]
The word to Dublin quickly spread,and on the news was said,
That special branch detectives,would soon capture those who fled,
And then appeared upon this land,checkpoints with soldiers armed,
Who vowed to capture those who caused the minister such alarm.
[3]
To Ireland's rebel country these brave men made quick escape,
To a quiet town called Gorey,the boys sat down and dined in state,
And now I hear there's plans afoot,with morter brick and stone,
To build a brand new prison,and to call it Provo home
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