Released on 1960

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[Verse 1]

I am a true-born Irishman, John Mitchel is my name

When first I joined my comrades, from Newry first I came

I laboured hard both night and day to free my native land

For which I was transported, unto Van Diemen's Land


[Verse 2]

When first I joined my countrymen it was in '42

And what did happen after that I'll quickly tell to you

I raised the standard of revolt, I gloried in the deed

I vowed to Heaven I ne'er would rest till ould Ireland would be freed


[Verse 3]

Farewell my gallant comrades, it grieves my heart full sore

To think that I must part from you, perhaps for evermorе

The love I bear my nativе land, I know no other crime;

And that's the reason I must go into a foreign clime


[Verse 4]

As I lay in strong irons bound, before my trial day

My lovin' wife came to my sad, and thus to me did say:

"Oh, Jonn, me dear, cheer up your heart, undaunted always be

For it's better to die for Ireland's rights, than live in slavery."


[Verse 5]

I was placed on board a convict ship, without the least delay

For Bermuda's Isle our course was steered, I'll ne'er forget that day

As I stood upon the deck, to take a farewell view

I shed a tear, but not for fear; my native land, for you


[Verse 6]

Goodbye, goodbye to sweet Belfast and likewise Dublin too

And to my young and tender bairns, alas what will they do?

But there's one request I ask for you, when your liberty you gain

Remember Mitchel far away, though a convict bound in chains