Ireland Unfree (Shall Never Be at Peace) - The Wolfe Tones

in a dimly lit room

by the smauldering fire

sat an old man so lonely

so sad and so tired

once he struggled for freedom

now he struggles to live

with his few small possessions

and his past to relieve

there’s a faded old picture

on the wall all alone

a dusty old picture

the pride of his home

with a harp and a shamrock

with these words underneath

Ireland unfree shall never be at peace.