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letra de remember darkie hughes - ciaran murphy

oh darkie, dear, we used to hear
you speak of days gone by
of the awful cost and the friends you lost
and why they chose to die
i’ve heard of h-ll and h-block cell
oh, the things they put you through
so tell us why, before you die
why you did those things you do

well son, i fought for freedom and
and the dignity of mine
for the long brook we could carve from stone
and our destiny we planned
i put my faith in comrades first
and leaders only then
and the dogs we rose
from the dimmest streets
like gods and fighting men
we lashed out at the enemy
in those rainy belfast streets
we suffered too, we lost our best
but we learned from our defeats
with bombs we changed the belfast maps
for we knew no other route
and when the english coffins passed
like comrades we’d salute

they came for me one morning and
and they battered me with rage
they kicked me ’round the narrow streets
and they dragged me to their cage
where i lived with toner calling and
and the gallant bobby sands
we dreamt of irish freedom there
we’d sing and make our plans

but barely one year later, i
i escaped into the night
and i didn’t lie low on the run
sure i had a war to fight
i lived in leafy suburbs where
where the enemies’ priests dwell
and in the early morning, i
i arose and gave them h-ll
but hunted night and mornin’, i
i was captured once again
and this time too, the h-block sigh
i returned to tortured men
and labelled now as gangsters by
by the servants of the crown
we wrapped ourselves in blankets and
prepared to face them down

and son, i hope you never feel
the pain that we went through
though freezing cold in our own waste
we were battered black and blue
i heard brave men cry out to god
sure, i held them as they cried
i felt my heart burst out my skin
as our hunger strikers died

and when my war was over, i
i returned to divis tower
and it hurt to see my comrades change
in their scramble to take power
instead, i worked on a building site
for a hundred pounds a week
and i asked myself, what was it all for
if my neighbours were still meek?
so son, i leave you with this thought
and i’ll pass into the night
i hope you know that i did my best
i did what i thought was right
i hope that god will understand
if what i did was wrong
stay true to you and the republic too
then forget me and move on
stay true to you and the republic too
then forget me and move on

- ciaran murphy

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