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Verse transcribed by Jimmie Egan, Hut 25 ,of Henry Street, Tullamore:
'Where ever England's forces assemble on land on sea or in air We pray thee Oh Lord God of Battle to send all thy thunderbolts there Wherever her plotters are plotting Wherever her fortresses frown With thy vengeance as vivid as lightening Strike her down Oh Lord God! Strike her down.'
'Oft as I've lain in my hut at night And through the roof the rain came pouring Then I've tucked the clothes around my head And joined the chorus snoring'
'Wherever the forces of crown assemble Whether on land, or sea, or the air Strike them down O Lord Strike them down And may their bones be ground into manure And spread over the land to grow crops for the poor.'
Verse transcribed by Séamus Ó Faoláin (Tullamore), Hut 12, Camp 3, Tintown:
'But the youngest, he speaks out bold and clearly I have no ties of children or of wife Let me die, but spare mu brother, Who is more dearly loved by me than life.'