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Rifles Of The Ira

The Wolfe Tones
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D-DU-UDU
 In  nineteen hundred and sixteen,
 The  Forces  of the  Crown,
 To Capture Orange,  White and Green,
 Bombarded  Dublin  Town,
 But in twenty one,  Britannia's huns,
 Were  forced to earn their  pay,
 When the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
 From the  rifles of the  IRA
 They  burned their way through Munster
 and Laid  Leinster  on the  rack,
 Through Connaught and in  Ulster,
 Marched the men  in brown and  black,
 They shot down wives and  child-er-en,
 In their  own heroic  way,
 And the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
 From the  rifles of the  IRA
 They hanged young Kevin Barry high,
 lad of  eighteen  years,
 Cork City’s flames lit  up the sky,
 But our  brave boys new no  fear.
 The Cork Brigade with  hand grenade
 In ambush  waiting lay,
 And the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
 From the  rifles of the  IRA
 The  tans were got, taken out and shot
 By the  brave and  the valiant few,
 Sean Treacy, Denny,  Lacey,
 And Tom Barry’s  Gallant crew,
 Though we’re not free yet,  we won’t forget
 Until  our dying  day
 How the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
 From the  rifles of the  IRA

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Readable chord sheet for Rifles Of The Ira by The Wolfe Tones

In [G] nineteen hundred and sixteen,
The [C] Forces [D] of the [G] Crown,
To Capture Orange, [Em] White and Green,
Bom[D]barded Dublin [G] Town,
But in twenty one, [Em] Britannia's huns,
Were [D] forced to earn their [G] pay,
When the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
From the [C] rifles of the [D] IR[G]A

They [G] burned their way through Munster
and Laid [C] Leinster [D] on the [G] rack,
Through Connaught and in [Em] Ulster,
Marched the men [D] in brown and [G] black,
They shot down wives and [Em] child-er-en,
In their [D] own heroic [G] way,
And the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
From the [C] rifles of the [D] IR[G]A

They hanged young Kevin Barry high,
[A] [C] lad of [D] eighteen [G] years,
Cork City’s flames lit [Em] up the sky,
But our [D] brave boys new no [G] fear.
The Cork Brigade with [Em] hand grenade
In am[D]bush waiting lay[G],
And the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
From the [C] rifles of the [D] IR[G]A

The [G] tans were got, taken out and shot
By the [C] brave and [D] the valiant few, [G]
Sean Treacy, Denny, [Em] Lacey,
And Tom Barr[D]y’s Gallant crew, [G]
Though we’re not free ye[Em]t, we won’t forget
Un[D]til our dying [G] day
How the Black and Tans, Like lightning ran
From the [C] rifles of the [D] IR[G]A

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