A song commemorating the Irish playwright and politician who was the Lord Mayor of Cork during the Irish War of Independence and who died while on hunger strike at Brixton prison on the 25th of October 1920.
Today we are gathered outside Brixton prison
Our heads all uncovered we kneel to the ground
For inside this grim prison lay Terence MacSwiney
His life for his country about to lay down
He went to his death like a true son of Ireland
No food or no drink would he take from their hands
Until all strength was gone and his breath it was failing
But his spirit stayed true to its noble demands
God’s curse on you England you cruel hearted monsters
Your deeds they would shame all the devils in hell
Though a hundred long years have now passed since he left us
For Terence MacSwiney our hearts they still swell
So we stand here today at the gates of this prison
Where he left us but gave us the freedom he found
And we honour his name and remember his glory
Here in Brixton where for Ireland his life he lay down
Негізгі бет Remembering Terence MacSwiney at Brixton Prison where he died one hundred years ago this week.
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