James Connolly

Lyrics

Where oh where is our James Connolly? Where oh where is that gallant man? He has gone to organise the union That working men might yet be free Where oh where is the Citizen Army? Where oh where is that gallant band? They´ve gone to join the Great Rebellion And smash the bonds of slavery Who´ll be there to lead the van? And who´ll be there to lead the van? Oh who should be there but our James Connolly The hero of each working man Who carries high our burning flag? Who carries high our burning flag? Oh who but James Connolly all pale and wounded Who carries high our burning flag They carried him up to the jail They carried him up to the jail And there they shot him one bright May morning And quickly laid him in his grave Who mourns now for our James Connolly? Who mourns for that gallant man? Oh lay me down in yon green garden And make my bearers Union men We laid him down in yon green garden With Union men on every side And we swore we would forge one mighty weapon And fill that gallant man with pride Where oh where is our James Connolly? Where oh where is that gallant man? He has gone to organise the union That working men might yet be free