James Connolly
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A great crowd had gathered outside of Kilmainham
Their heads o'er ungroomed, they knelt on the ground
For inside that grim prison lay a brave Irish soldier
His life for his country about to lay down
He went to his death like a true son of Ireland
The firing party he bravely did face
Then the order rang out, "Present arms, fire!"
James Connolly fell into a ready-made grave
The black flag they hoisted, the cruel deed was over
Gone was the man who loved Ireland so well
There was many a sad heart in Dublin that morning
When they murdered James Connolly, the Irish rebel
Many years have rolled by now since the Irish rebellion
And the guns of Britannia, they loudly did speak
And the brave IRA marched shoulder to shoulder
And the blood from their bodies flowed down Sackville Street
The four courts of Dublin they cruelly bombarded
The spirit of freedom they tried hard to quell
But above all the din came the cry, "No surrender!"
'Twas the voice of James Connolly, the Irish rebel