Milltown Cemetery - Jim Clarke

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— Jim Clarke & Granny's Apples - Milltown Cemetery (C)

In Milltown Cemetery there are lads who look like me
who gave their lives for justice and for freedom
They died for Ireland and for every girl and man
who fight against the forces of oppression

[Man to man their spirits sing
for Ireland let freedom ring
The sacrifice for one and all
was answered with the martyrs call]

In Milltown Cemetery
there are graves of liberty
A testament to courage and conviction
Remember when you cry
all the lads who fought and died
so you and I could live and love our country

[Man to man their spirits sing
for Ireland let freedom ring
The sacrifice for one and all
was answered with the martyrs call]

For Milltown Cemetery
is the face of Ireland free
Where the scourge of tyranny
Has broken
Theyll be remembered long
after royalty has gone.
The lads that look like me
in Milltown Cemetery

In Milltown Cemetery there are lads who look like me
who gave their lives for justice and for freedom
Theyll be remembered long
after royalty has gone
The lads that look like me
in Milltown Cemetery

The lads that look like me
in Milltown Cemetery

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[treacle1690]

3 taigs. 1 Stone. Chucky ur ballix.

[NHLHockeyfreak]

@BigJockKnewAntrim uhhmmm ulster hmm whats in ulster oh THE NORTH and whats there BELFAST

[BigJockKnewAntrim]

Michael Stone 3 Milltown IRA 0 yee ha 10,000 cowardly squealing fenian bastards versus one brave Loyal son of Ulster

[NHLHockeyfreak]

Go die

[BigJockKnewAntrim]

Fuck the IRA scum  burn in Hell

[Midnightrambler3760]

Great song, touching and very sad.  So many young lives lost on both sides.

[LeftHook3760]

Poignant presentation for a stirring song. Well done. Pay no heed to any negative comments; some people are so blinded by their own hatred that they can't see their enemies as people and that there is a better way to live, which is the true tragedy.