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James Connolly (I)
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Where oh where is our James Connolly?
Where oh where is that gallant man?
He´s gone to organise the union.
That working men might yet be free.

Where oh where is the Citizen Army?
Where oh where are those fighting men?
They´ve gone to join the Great Rebellion,
And break the bonds of slavery.

And who´ll be there to lead the van?
Oh who´ll be there to lead the van?
Who should be there but our James Connolly,
The hero of each working man.

Who carries high that burning flag?
Who carries high that burning flag?
'Tis our 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 the fighting 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 swore we´d make one mighty Union,
And fill that gallant man with pride.

Now all you noble Irishmen,
Come join with me for liberty.
And we will forge a mighty weapon,
And smash the bonds of slavery!
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