Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
MICHAEL COLLINS 
The bark of a dog breaks the silence like a bitter last hurrah And a raven spreads it's wings for flight over fields near Beál Na mBláth With a rifle still clasped to his breast, but hanging low his head A black August day in the County Cork, Michael Collins is dead 
Hang out your brightest colours, his memory now recall Each one wants a part of him but no-one wants it all 
Working over in London town when he joined the I.R.B. Sworn to use, both, deadly force, his native land to free His squad is ready and willing to strike, his love for his ruthless charm The Laughing Boy smiles at the castle, it's a smile to cause alarm 
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A British intelligence agent is working from a Dublin room Michael Collins adds a name to a list that will take men to the tomb A spy slowly rises from his chair and walks across the floor A man with a parabellum is knocking at the door 
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Returning then to London town, who will take the blame? The Treaty lies before him, Michael Collins adds his name A darker time lies across the land, who will bear the load? An awkward hero in an armoured car on an Irish country road 
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The bark of a dog breaks the silence like a bitter last hurrah And a raven spreads it's wings for flight over fields near Beál Na mBláth