Michael Collins Lyrics And Chords
Written by Derek Warfield .Formally of The Wolfe Tones ,Derek went solo a few years ago . I think this is his best song ever . The chords are set to the key of F as this is the key the Wolfe Tones play the song in, but I have also given the chords in an easy version of G. Michael Collins Lyrics And Chords by Johnny McEvoy is another tribute song to this famous Cork man.
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Come listen all me true men to my simple rhyme
For it tells of a young man cut off in his prime A soldier and a statesman who laid down the lay And who died by the roadside in Lone Beal Na Bla When barley sixteen to England crossed ore For to work as a boy in a government store But the volunteers call he could not disobey So he came back to Dublin to join in the fray [Chorus] At Easter nineteen sixteen when Pearse called them out The men from the Dublin battalion roved out And in the post office they nobly did show How a handful of heroes could outfight the foe To Stafford and jails transported they were As prisoners of England they soon made a stir Released before Christmas and home once again He branded old comrades together to train Dail Eireann assembled our rights to proclaim Suppressed by the English you'd think it a shame How Ireland's best and bravest were harried and torn From the arms of their loved ones and children new born [Repeat chorus] For years Mick eluded their soldiers and spies For he was the master of clever disguise With the Custom house blazing she found t'was no use And soon mother England had asked for a truce Oh when will the young men a sad lesson spurn That brother on brother they never should turn Alas that a split in our ranks 'ere we saw Mick Collins stretched lifeless in lone Beal na Bla [Repeat chorus] Oh when will old Ireland be seeking in vain Ere we find a new leader to match the man slain A true son of Grainne his name lone will shine O gallant Mick Collins cut off in his prime Here's an easy version of the chords.
Come[G] listen all me true men to[C] my simple[G] rhyme For it tells of a [Em]joung man cut off in his [D]prime A[G] soldier and a statesman who[C] laid down the[G] lay And who died by the [Em]roadside in [C]Lone Beal Na[G] Bla When [G]barely sixteen to [C]England crossed [G]ore For to work as a [Em]boy in a government [D]store But the [G]volunteers call he could [C]not diso[G]bey So he came back to [Em]Dublin to [D]join in the [G]fray [Dhorus] At[D] easter nineteen sixteen when[G] Pearse called them[D] out The men from the [G]Dublin battalion roved[D] out And[G] in the post office they[C] nobley did[G] show How a handful of [Em]heros could[D] outfight the[G] foe 
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Here's the guitar chords as played by The Wolfe Tones.
The intro. F Bb F Dm C F Come[F] listen all me true men to[Bb] my simple[F] rhyme For it tells of a [Dm]joung man cut off in his [C]prime A[F]] soldier and a statesman who[Bb]] laid down the[F] lay And who died by the [Dm]roadside in [Bb]Lone Beal Na[F] Bla When [F]barely sixteen to [Bb]England crossed [F]ore For to work as a [Dm]boy in a government [C]store But the [F]volunteers call he could [Bb]not diso[F]bey So he came back to [Dm]Dublin to [C]join in the [F]fray [Chorus] At[C] easter nineteen sixteen when[F] Pearse called them[C] out The men from the [F]Dublin battalion roved[C] out And[F] in the post office they[Bb] nobley did[F] show How a handful of [Dm]heros could[C] outfight the[F] foe 
This photo of Michael Collins is from a speech he gave in Armagh City.
Michael Collins lyrics by The Wolfe Tones
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