[G] Whenever people [C] fight for [D] truth,
For [G] freedom and [Am] justice [D] too,
We'll [G] remember a martyred [C] Irish [D] youth,
Patsy [G] O'Hara we'll re[Am]member [D] you.
You [G] answered your [C] mothers [D] final [Em] plea,
That your [C] hunger-strike should [Am] not go [D] on,
"I'm [G] sorry mummy we [C] did not [D] win",
"Please [G] mummy let the [Am] fight go [D] on."
The unyielding stand that you took that day,
Struck a hard resounding blow,
Against Britain's tyranny,
An enforcer soon to go.
The oppressors lies and censorship,
Cannot stifle your message so strong,
"I'm sorry mummy but we did not win,"
"Please mummy let the fight go on."
Whenever human dignity,
By oppressors is denied,
Where ruthless force and boundless greed,
Is met with courage, faith and pride.
At the hight of the struggle, fierce and grim,
Again I hear your dying words,
"I'm sorry mummy but we did not win,"
"Please mummy let the fight go on."
We love you Patsy O'Hara,
Bobby Sands and Francis Hughes,
Ray McCreesh and Joe McDonnell,
Martin Hurson and Kevin Lynch,
Your comrades Kieran Doherty,
Tom McElwee and Michael Divine,
For the cause you died and the reasons why,
Will make sure that the fight goes on.
[G] Together you [C] died [D] for the [Em] love of us,
And your [C] courage will [Am] help us fight [D] on,
For the [G] cause you died and the [C] reasons [D] why,
Will make [G] sure that the [Am] fight goes [D] on.