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Take it Down from the Mast
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Take it down from the mast Irish traitors,
The flag we Republicans claim,
It can never belong to Free Staters,
You brought on it nothing but shame.
Then leave it to those who are willing,
To uphold it in war and in peace,
To those who intend to continue,
Until England’s cruel tyranny cease.
You have taken our brave Liam and Rory,
You have murdered young Richard and Joe,
Your hands with their blood are still gory,
Fulfilling the work of the foe.
But we stand with Enright and Larkin,
With Daly and Sullivan bold,
We will break down the English connection,
And bring forth the nation you sold.
Take it down from the mast Irish traitors,
The flag we Republicans claim,
It can never belong to Free Staters,
For you brought on it nothing but shame.
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