(Roll Of Honour)
[Chorus]
Well, read the Roll of Honour for Ireland's bravest men,
For we must be united in memory of the ten,
Oh, England you're a monster, don't think that you have won,
We will never be defeated, while Ireland has such sons.

[Verse]
In those dreary H-Block cages, ten brave young Irishmen lay,
Hungering for justice, while their young lives ebbed away,
For their rights as Irish soldiers, and to free their native land,
They stood beside their leader, the gallant Bobby Sands.

Well we mourn Hughes in Bellaghy, Ray McCreesh in Armagh's hills,
In those narrow streets of Derry, well, they miss O'Hara still,
They so proudly gave their young lives and to break Britannia's hold,
Their names shall be remembered as history unfolds.

In the war torn streets of Ulster, the black flags did sadly wave,
To salute ten Irish martyrs, the bravest of the brave,
Joe McDonnell, Martin Hurson, Kevin Lynch, Kieran Doherty,
They gave their lives for freedom with Thomas McElwee.

Michael Devine from Free Derry, you were the last to die,
With your nine brave companions, with the martyred dead you lie,
Now, your souls cry out, "Remember, our deaths were not in vain,
So fight on and make our homeland a nation once again."

[Chorus]
So read the Roll of Honour for Ireland's bravest men,
For we must be united in memory of the ten,
England you're a monster, don't think that you have won,
We will never be defeated, while Ireland has such sons.

(This Land Is Your Land)
[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
As I was walking by the Shannon waters,
Hand in hand with my little daughter,
Hear the church bells ringing, and the children singing,
This land was made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
We climbed a mountain, by a crystal fountain,
We heard a wave roar by the rocky sea shore,
Her eyes were gleaming, she cried, "Oh, Daddy,
This land was made for you and me!"

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
I walked her home by the old church steeple,
Proud of my country, proud of my people,
For the men who died there, for the men who cried there singing,
This land is made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me.