I'm 90 miles from Dublin town
I'm in an H-Block cell
To help you understand me plight
This story now I'll tell

I'm on the blanket protest
My efforts must not fail
For I'm joined by men and women
In the Kesh and Armagh jail

It all began one morning
I was dragged to Castleragh
And though it was three years ago
It seems like yesterday

For three days kicked and beaten
I then was forced to sign
Confessions that convicted me
Of crimes that were not mine

Sentenced in a Diplock court
My protest it began
I could not wear their prison gear
I was a blanket man

I'll not accept their status
I'll not be criminalised
That's the issue in the blocks
For which we give our lives

Over there in London town
Oh, how they'd laugh and sneer
If they could only make us wear
Their loathsome prison gear

Prisoners of war it's what we are
And that we must remain
The blanket protest cannot end
'Til status we regain

I've been beaten 'round the romper room
Because I won't say 'Sir'
I've been frog marched down the landing
And dragged back by the hair

I've suffered degradation
Humility and pain
Still the spirit does not falter
British torture is in vain

I've been held in scalding water
While me back with deck scrubs was tore
I've been scratched and cut from head to foot
Then thrown out on the floor

I've suffered mirror searches
Been probed by drunken bears
I've heard me comrades cry and scream
Then utter useless prayers

Now with the news that's coming in
Our protest must not fail
For now we're joined by thirty girls
In Armagh's women's jail

So pay attention Irishmen
And Irish women too
And show the Free State rulers that
Their silence will not do

Though it's 90 miles from Dublin town
It seems so far away
There's more attention to our plight
In the USA

Now you've heard the story
Of this filthy living hell
Remember 90 miles away
I'm still in an H-Block cell