Long Kesh

There's a place just outside of Lisburn
 It's a place that's known to few
 Where a group of Irish rebels
 Are held by Faulkner's crew
 They're forced to live in cages
 Like the inmates of Bellevue
 But the spirit of 1916
 Will always see them through
 The men in this vile place
 They come from far and near
 Some from the Derry Bogside
 And Omagh town so near
 And some them from Belfast
 From the Market and the Falls
 From the narrow streets of Ardoyne
 And all around Tyrone
 On that black day in August
 When Faulkner showed his hand
 He thought that by internment
 He could break our gallant band
 But the boys from Ballymurphy
 How they showed the way that night
 And they taught those English soldiers
 How Irishmen could fight
 Long Kesh it's known to everyone
 The system must be broke
 Ardoyne the New Lodge and the Falls
 Will see the system choke
 No more the special powers act
 Their means will envoke
 And Long Kesh will be the U-stone
 On which the system's broke
 A word now Irish people
 No matter where you are
 Remember our brave rebels
 In Long Kesh this year
 And by civil disobedience
 Or any other way
 We'll make a stand until the day
 Each one of them are free