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?