Misc Traditional – James Connolly (Ukulele)

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A great crowd had gathered, outside of Killmainin

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Their heads all uncovered, they knelt on the ground

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For inside that grim prison, lay a brave Irish soldier

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His life for his country, about to lay down

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He went to his death, like a true son of Ireland

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The firing party he bravely did face

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Then the order rang out, present arms, fire

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James Connolly fell into a ready made grave

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The black flag they hoisted, the cruel deed was over

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Gone was the man who loved Ireland so well

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There was many a sad heart in Dublin that morning

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When they murdered James Connolly, the Irish rebel

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God's curse on you England, you cruel hearted monster

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Your deeds they would shame, all the devils in Hell

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There are no flowers blooming, but the Shamrock is growing

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On the grave of James Connolly, the Irish rebel

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Many years have gone by, since the Irish rebellion

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And the guns of Britannia, they loudly did speak

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And the brave IRA, stood shoulder to shoulder

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And the blood from their bodies, flowed down Sackville street

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The four courts of Dublin, they cruelly bombarded

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The spirit of freedom they tried hard to quell

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But above all the din, came the cry no surrender

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'Twas the voice of James Connolly, the Irish rebel