Lament For Brendan Behan

	  		verse 1 

C                  G7      C 
Word has come from Dublin City 
                      F 
Word has come to our town 
C                     G7    C 
Word has come from Dublin City 
                              Am 
They tell me bold Brendan is dead 


verse 2 

C                          G7      C 
Born in 'twentythree in a slum in Dublin 
                         F 
With a tenement over his head 
C                        F                G7 
Born with a spirit his flesh could not contain 
     C                        Am 
They tell me bold Brendan is dead 


verse 3 

   C                     F       C 
He died at the Meath in far off Dublin 
                         G7 
In a cold white hospital bed 
        C                       F                    G7 
In the Georgian tenements the children hushed their singing 
      C                         Am 
They know that bold Brendan is dead 


verse 4 

    C                    F            C 
No stranger to life, he lived right enough 
                                  G7 
No stranger to the glass in his hand 
    C                        F              C 
No stranger to the cause he fought all his life 
    C                             Am 
Yet they tell me bold Brendan is dead 


Verse 5 

C                     F           C 
Ireland has lost her sweet angry singer 
                              G7 
No longer his poems of fine design 
      C                     F                 G7 
Will ring out in Gaelic or sound through the lanes 
     C                     Am 
For alas! bold Brendan is dead