Rebel Songbook I-K
James Connolly
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If I Should Fall From Grace With God
If It Wasn't For The Border
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INLA Freedom Fighters
Ireland, Boys, Hurrah!
Ireland Divided
Ireland Unfree
Ireland United,Gaelic And Free
Ireland's Fight For Freedom
Irish Citizen Army
Irish Free State,The
Irish Rebel Spy,The
Irish Soldier Boy
Irish Soldier Laddie
Irish Ways And Irish Laws
Jackets Green,The
James Connolly
James Connolly
James Larkin
Joe McManus
Joe McCann
Joe McDonnell
John Mitchel
Johnson's Motorcar
Kelly The Boy From Killane
Kerry Recruit,The
Kevin Barry
Kevin Lynch
Kieran Doherty

James Connolly

A great crowd had gathered Outside of Kilmainhaim,
With their heads uncovered 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 a man who loved Ireland so well,
There was many a sad heart in Dublin that morning,
When they murdered James Connolly, the Irish Rebel.

God's curse on you England, you cruel-hearted monster
Your deeds they would shame all the devils in Hell
There are no flowers blooming but the shamrock is growing
On the grave of James Connolly, the Irish Rebel.

Many years have rolled by since that Irish rebellion,
When the guns of Britannia they loudly did speak.
The bold IRA they stood shoulder to shoulder
And the blood from their bodies flowed down Sackville Street.

The Four Courts of Dublin the English bombarded,
The spirit of freedom they tried hard to quell,
But above all the din rose the cry "No Surrender",
'Twas the voice of James Connolly, the Irish Rebel.