Key: D major
Intro 1
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A
D
Verse 1
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D
lay a young Irish soldier.
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D
G
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A
His life for his country about to lay down
like a true son of Ireland
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D
A
The firing party, a privileged face
grease and darts, fire
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D
G
And James Connolly
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A
fell into a ready menace
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D
the cruel deed was over
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D
Gone was the man who
in Dublin that morning
When they murdered James Connolly,
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D
the Irish Reverend
God's poor son, you England,
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G
you cruel hearted monster
D
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D
Your deeds, they were shame
but the shamrock is blowin'
On the grave of James Connolly,
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A
they loudly did speak
they stood shoulder to shoulder
And the blood from their bodies
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D
rolled down Sackville's street.
The four hordes of Dublin,
the English bombarded.
The spirit of freedom
was the voice of James Connolly,
A
the Irishman.
D
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