Dominic Behan

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Dominic Behan


Born
in Dublin, Ireland
October 22, 1928

Died
August 03, 1989

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Dominic Behan (Irish: Doiminic Ó Beacháin) was an Irish songwriter, singer, short story writer, novelist and playwright who wrote in Irish and English. He was also a committed socialist and Irish Republican. Born into a literary family, he was one of the most influential Irish songwriters of the 20th century.

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Teems of Times and Happy Re...

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Milligan: The Life and Time...

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The Public World of Parable...

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My Brother Brendan

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Ireland Sings

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Tell Dublin I Miss Her

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“Come all you young rebels and list while I sing
For the love of one's country is a terrible thing
It banishes fear with the speed of a flame
And it makes us all part of their pattriot game.”
Dominic Behan

“CROOKED JACK"

"Come Irishmen both young and stern
With adventure in your soul
There are better ways to spend your days
Than in working down a hole

I was tall and true all of 6 foot 2
But they broke me across the back
By a name I'm known and it's not my own
They call me Crooked Jack

The ganger's blue-eyed boy
Big Jack could do no wrong
And the reason simply was because
I could work hard hours and long

I've seen men old before their time
Their faces drawn and gray
But I never thought so soon would mine
Be lined the self-same way

I curse the day I went away
To work on the hydro dams
Our sweat and tears, our hopes and fears
Bound up in shuttering jams

They say that honest toil is good
For the spirit and the soul
But believe me boys it's for sweat and blood
That they want you down the hole”
Dominic Behan