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They have said you have seen so much sorrow and tears,
They talk of the rebels who died,
Of the brave volunteers who give their lives through the years,
From Creggan and from the Bogside.

Sixteen years old, from a Shantallow home,
Michael Meenan was the youngest of them all,
Though barely a man, yet old enough to understand,
He answered this country's call.

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And the fight still goes on, never seeming to end,
And God knows it shouldn't be so,
If all Irish men were as brave as young Ben,
Our chains we'd of broken long ago.

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It happened one night, 1974,
As the feast of Halloween was drawing nigh,
To strike at the foe, with comrades he did go,
The targets to bomb and destroy.

Explosion was heard in the streets round his home,
Muffled sound carry in the air,
A community cried from their hearts deep inside,
When the news of his death they did hear.

[Chorus]
The fight still goes on, never seeming to end,
And God knows it shouldn't be so,
If all Irish men were as brave as young Ben,
Our chains we'd of broken long ago.

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So tragically ended a young heroes life,
Before it had even begun,
For Ireland he paid the supreme sacrifice,
The price of a patriot's soul.

And in the estates of Shantallow today,
His name is remembered with pride,
Michael Meenan, you're gone, but your spirit lives on,
Your example an ever burning light.

[Chorus]
And the fight still goes on, never seeming to end,
And God knows it shouldn't be so,
If all Irish men were as brave as young Ben,
Our chains we'd of broken long ago,
Our chains we'd of broken long ago.