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Oh, father why are you so sad On this bright Easter morn' When Irish men are proud and glad Of the land that they were born? Oh, son, I see in mem'ries few Of far off distant days When being just a lad like you I joined the IRA. Where are the lads th

'Twas on Good Friday morning, All in the month of May, A German Ship was signalling, Be yond out in the Bay, We had twenty thousand rifles All ready for to land, But no answering signal did come From the lonely Banna Strand. "No signal answers from t