In Brendan Behan`s book Borstal Boy while serving time during the Second World War, he sang The Felons of our Land at the Christmas Concert, this is as good as any of the above and I have always heard it sung with great passion from many an old timer. "But what care we, although it be, trod by a ruffian band, God bless the clay, where rest today the Felons of our Land",.          Ard Mhacha