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I love Muireann's singing and playing.

The Rebel Lyrics I am come of the seed of the people, the people that sorrow; Who have no treasure but hope No riches laid up but a memory of an ancient glory My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born I am of the blood of serfs; The children with whom I have played, the men and women with whom I have eaten Have had masters over them, have been under the lash of masters And though gentle, have served churls The hands that have touched mine The dear hands whose touch Is familiar to me Have worn shameful manacles, have been bitten at the wrist by manacles Have grown hard with the manacles and the task-work of strangers I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly, I am bone of their bone I that have never submitted; I that have a soul greater than the souls of my people's masters I that have vision and prophecy, and the gift of fiery speech I that have spoken with God on the top of his holy hill And because I am of the people, I understand the people I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry with their desire; My heart is heavy with the grief of mothers My eyes have been wet with the tears of children I have yearned with old wistful men And laughed and cursed with young men; Their shame is my shame, and I have reddened for it Reddened for that they have served, they who should be free Reddened for that they have gone in want, while others have been full Reddened for that they have walked in fear of lawyers and their jailors With their Writs of Summons and their handcuffs Men mean and cruel I could have borne stripes on my body Rather than this shame of my people And now I speak, being full of vision: I speak to my people, and I speak in my people's name to The masters of my people: I say to my people that they are holy That they are august despite their chains That they are greater than those that hold them And stronger and purer That they have but need of courage, and to call on the name of their God God the unforgetting, the dear God who loves the people For whom he died naked, suffering shame And I say to my people's masters: Beware Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people Who shall take what ye would not give Did ye think to conquer the people, or that law is stronger than life And than men's desire to be free? We will try it out with you ye that have harried and held Ye that have bullied and bribed Tyrants... hypocrites... liars!

A fine gentle singer sadly gone and missed

No one to sing like Luke

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Fee mc gorman sings this song great.

Sorry. He sounds half asleep and emotionless. There are much better versions.

I lived next door to Hamish in muirhouse motherwell 👍

As someone whose grandfather was killed in 2015 in Scotlandd whilst training for the war, this song has always brought tears to my eyes. And I still have his photo on my mantelshelf so he is remembered today.

Hunting for this very version on Spotify but can’t find it. 😢

So beautiful...thank you

What a brilliant old version of this song thanks for sending XXX

Legend. Please never leave us

How is it that even though I don't know a word of Gaelic, this song brings a tear to my eye? What a beautiful tune and voice.

Mícheál Ó Muircheartaigh 🙏ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam dílis

Dommage que le son soit si mauvais..

With all respect.its low & inonoate..but a cracking irish man looking bread.Ta for the share

Great man.

best rendition

I love this

A great rendetion. Sadly everyone who sings it gets the date wrong. The Flying Column wasn't set up 'till 1919.

Just beautiful… no other words just beautiful ❤

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The sound level is very low compared to other posts of this song, plus all of the sound is in the left channel. A lovely song ruined by a rubbish recording. Finbar Fury would be raging if he heard his work ruined like this.

Great song. I was so lucky to have called Shane and a few of the popes my friends. Love ya Shaneo.

It's not supposed to be sung.. that was dreadful

Jayney what music! Brilliant, from that great black album. Holy God (as another guy might say) it's 51 years old this year. Fantastic, is there any other word R? Remembering the great Liam, but he brought this music to life for us.

Probably the best version, their musicality draws the song out of itself. Great band live, see them if you can

A wonderful treat to hear Ronnie sing this song, as his friend Luke had performed so beautifully so many time. The beauty of early Dubliners, was the amazing contrast of heavenly voices, both so amazing, both so different.

The best banjo player ever

Finally found this song! Heard this on RTE RnAG about 2 years ago and was looking for it for a good while!

I'd love to get this album 😍

What on earth is up with the sound. That doesn’t even sound like Allan Taylor.

I've heard Sean sing this at the Dyers Folk Club in Coventry when we were both much younger men. He has such a beautiful voice. This video doesn't do him justice, it doesn't even sound like him back then. Still I enjoyed the lyrics

dylan has this ability to sound like hes just picked up a guitar - this removes the anodyne professionalism that so many admire in other performers

Possibly the first LP I heard.

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Good on you, thank you for uplifting us. You have a lovely musical voice.

Himself great memories watching him as a child and this is the first I've heard of this song 😂

Of course, Millhouse was also breed in Ireland

I’m fae Coatbrig’ ( Coatbridge ) . Hamish settled in Motherwell , North Lanarkshire . Great version

Absolutely beautiful, Jim McCann had a beautiful voice ❤

Great stuff !

Lovely singing & pickin'...

love it

Nice one 👍

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Years since I’ve heard this…..wonderful……McCracken will look down and smile.

Thanks Frank for all your interest and for all you've shared, ní bheidh do leithéid arís ann.

the ultimate anti war song