... I don't know the name but I know some of the lyrics
I cannot sanctify, the reasons why,
In prison cells, in lonely hells
Our hunger strikers die.
Show me an englishman who starved until he died
Irish men have done it
With honour and with pride
Stand accused of murder
Their blood is on your hands
Of Francis Hughes and Ray McCreesh
Joe McDonnell, Bobby Sands
Thats all I remember and Im not sure if its right but does anyone know the song or where to find the lyrics?
Full Version: Can anyone help?
Oh, I think that's quite a popular one. I have it on my pc, i'll have a look -or better listen- and let you know... Grtz
its a summerfly song. i thinks it "stand accussed of murder" a cracker wee group, its a pitty they turned to pop music.
QUOTE(Derrylad @ May 2 2006, 11:12 AM) 
its a summerfly song. i thinks it "stand accussed of murder" a cracker wee group, its a pitty they turned to pop music.
I think I've seen it named "The men of '81" as well, but I am not sure, I will check when I get my music hard disk back
Wish you all the best,
Banshee
Play the video: the song is played with it...
Haven't found it on my hard disk yet, though...
Haven't found it on my hard disk yet, though...
QUOTE(Christophe @ May 3 2006, 02:19 AM)
Play the video: the song is played with it...
Haven't found it on my hard disk yet, though...
i have it sung by andy craig is ok to post it up?
you stand accused of murder, the men of '81
The mists of time will honour this, the year of �81
When ten brave gallant Irishmen, a hunger-strike begun,
You might as well have shot them like the men of Easter week,
You knew they wouldn�t bend their knee, you knew they wouldn�t break
You stand accused of murder their blood is on your hands,
Of Francis Hughes, Ray McCreesh, Joe McDonnell, Bobby Sands,
Martin Hurson, Kevin Lynch, Thomas McElwee,
Mickey Divine, Patsy O�Hara and Keiron Doherty.
Time will never sanctify the reasons why,
In prison cells, in lonely hells our hunger-strikers died
Show me an English man who�d starve until he died,
But Irishmen have done it with honour and with pride.
800 years is far too long the time has come to leave,
You�ve butchered and you�ve plundered, you�ve murdered and deceived,
But we promise we will never give up our human rights
To defend the men of �81 in their final lonely fight.
thats it as far as i know. great song!
The mists of time will honour this, the year of �81
When ten brave gallant Irishmen, a hunger-strike begun,
You might as well have shot them like the men of Easter week,
You knew they wouldn�t bend their knee, you knew they wouldn�t break
You stand accused of murder their blood is on your hands,
Of Francis Hughes, Ray McCreesh, Joe McDonnell, Bobby Sands,
Martin Hurson, Kevin Lynch, Thomas McElwee,
Mickey Divine, Patsy O�Hara and Keiron Doherty.
Time will never sanctify the reasons why,
In prison cells, in lonely hells our hunger-strikers died
Show me an English man who�d starve until he died,
But Irishmen have done it with honour and with pride.
800 years is far too long the time has come to leave,
You�ve butchered and you�ve plundered, you�ve murdered and deceived,
But we promise we will never give up our human rights
To defend the men of �81 in their final lonely fight.
thats it as far as i know. great song!
Thanks everyone for your help! Its a brilliant song and ill have to take a look for the band. Thanks.
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