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Home Fires

Ron Kavana
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Ron Kavana


There were four green fields but that was long ago
You've held our loved one hostage for so long,
There were four fine sons 'til you took one away,
But we'll never give up hope for his return.

So we'll keep the home fire burning,
Keep the flame of liberty alive,
The fire burns bright, in our hearts tonight,
For the long lost prodigal's return,
Ever mindful of the prodigal's return.

The Guilford Four, the Six from Birmingham,
All guilty of bein' Irish, nothing more!
After all this time, it's still the bloody same,
Can we never expect justice from your courts?

So we'll keep the home fire burning,
Keep the flame of liberty alive.
The fire burns bright, in our hearts tonight,
For the long lost prodigal's return.
Ever mindful of the prodigal's return.

Divide and rule has ever been your game,
You keep the coals of bigotry afire,
Just don't dare assume you'll ever win the day,
The Irish will rule Ireland in our time.



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