Lyrics:

At 18 years old
And I ran the farm
These men came in with arms
They burnt the house
They took our lands
They broke our living plants
Me father said
If you want to live
Then fight them like a man
So I punched their nose
And I kicked their ass
But then my hands were cuffed
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Give a little heart break, give a little soul
Give a little heart break, give a little soul
6 hungry years
Behind the bars
Was not enough for me
To change my mind
To fight for my brothers from the tree
So at 24 I got on a horse and fought my enemy
But at the fields of play they shot me in the back
Well, at least I did die free
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Give a little heart break, give a little soul
Give a little heart break, give a little soul
Lalala lalala lalalalalalalala
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Now my body is dead and my spirit lives up
Here with all the Saints
St. Patrick and I are having fun
And drinking tons of beer
Meanwhile on earth the irish clans
Are fighting for their lands
I wish I were there with my gun in my hand
Fighting for them to be free
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Oh please, don't
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son
Take away, take away, take away
Take it away my son