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Rebels On Rise. Written By Joshua Paul McLaughlin

This is a rebel song about the oppression rich and powerful governments have brought on the Irish.


[D]Rebels on rise, bloody [Em]skies

[G]War drums beat and [D]bold war cries

Sweat and [Em]smoke as heroes [G]die…[D] 

Fist in the sky the rebel flag[Em] flies,,[G]-[D]

The suit and the crown for[Em] centuries try to[G] put us down

Into the[D] ground that they steal from us

[Em]Ashes to [G]ashes, dust to mis[D]trust

Seasons still change but the[Em] chains remain,[G]-[D]               

Martyrs fall but[Em] we remember the[G] names…[D] (chorus 2x) 

Fist to the street the rebel flag weeps

Heart for a cause as they preach their Godless laws

Poisoned with flaws they feed us shit

With a silver spoon right to our lips

And a glass of piss, a sickly sight

So my appetite ain’t strong tonight… (chorus 2x) 

Fist to the dirt with blood on my shirt

Please Lord see a way to forgive me

As I bleed dying alone, the pipes play death bed tones… (chorus 3x)



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