Cruachan Michael Collins Lyrics

Michael Collins Lyrics

A volunteer in his nations struggle



Another soldier in the G.P.O.



The rising failed - our leaders captured



The English grip would not let go



But Michael would return to lead us



In our fight to re-claim our lands



The I.R.B. will march victorious



For they shall have the upper hand







He railled men from far ans wide



To join the rebellion that lay ahead



His murder squad was formed in earnest



The secret service soon lay dead



In reprisal the British army killed



Innocent people watching a hurling game



That day would become a turning point



Irish psyche would never be the same







The customs house was set on fire



The I.R.B. became the I.R.A.



The time was nigh to call a cease-fire



July 1th would be that day



De Valera, our elected president



Knew a republic he would not get



He sent Collins to meet the British



He sent Collins to his death!







The British treaty was signed by Collins



A free state was all they would give



A step towards independence



Is better that a war we cannot win



Many people did not agree with him



Civil war split the country in two



Michael would die from an Irish bullet



He gave his best, what more could he do?