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Take[D] it down from the mast, Irish [Bmtraitors,
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The [G]flag we Re[A]publicans[D] claim.
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It can never belong to Free [A]Staters.
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You [G]brought on it [A]nothing but [D]shame.
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Then leave it to those who are willin'
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To uphold it in war or in peace.
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The men who intended to kill it,
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Until England's tyranny cease.
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You've taken our brave Liam and Rory,
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You've murdered young Richard and Joe.
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Your hands with their blood are still gory,
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From fillin' the work of the foe.
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For we stand with Enright and Larkin,
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With Daley and Sullivan the bold.
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We'll break down the English connection,
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And bring back the nation you sold.
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Take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
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The flag we Republicans claim.
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It can never belong to Free Staters,
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You brought on in nothing but shame
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