James Connolly-The Wolfe Tones

[ti:James Connolly] [ar:The Wolfe Tones] [al:1916 Remembered. The Easter Rising] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]James Connolly - The Wolfe Tones [00:14.67]The man was all shot through that came today into the Barrack Square [00:20.89] [00:22.86]And a soldier I I am not proud to say that we killed him there [00:27.33] [00:28.94]They brought him from the prison hospital and to see him in that chair [00:33.27] [00:33.90]I swear his smile would far more quickly call a man to prayer [00:38.34] [00:40.35]Maybe maybe I don't understand this thing that makes these rebels die [00:45.79] [00:47.15]Yet all men love freedom and the spring clear in the sky [00:51.69] [00:53.35]I wouldn't do this deed again for all that I hold by [00:57.22]As I gazed down my rifle at his breast but then then a soldier I [01:03.70] [01:05.68]They say he was different kindly too apart from all the rest [01:09.47] [01:10.22]A lover of the poor his wounds ill dressed [01:14.59] [01:15.43]He faced us like a man who knew a greater pain [01:18.71]Than blows or bullets ere the world began died he in vain [01:24.96] [01:26.08]Ready present and him just smiling christ I felt my rifle shake [01:32.97] [01:34.09]His wounds all open and around his chair a pool of blood [01:37.86] [01:38.84]And I swear his lips said fire before my rifle shot that cursed lead [01:44.68] [01:46.60]And I I was picked to kill a man like that James Connolly [01:53.67] [02:03.51]A great crowd had gathered outside of kilmainham [02:09.99]With their heads uncovered they knelt on the ground [02:16.34] [02:17.63]For inside that grim prison lay a brave irish soldier [02:24.20]His life for his country about to lay down [02:30.23] [02:31.78]He went to his death like a true son of ireland [02:38.25]The firing party he bravely did face [02:44.39] [02:45.87]Then the order rang out present arms and fire [02:52.26]James Connolly fell into a ready made grave [02:58.51] [02:59.90]The black flag they hoisted the cruel deed was over [03:06.42]Gone was a man who loved ireland so well [03:12.44] [03:13.92]There was many a sad heart in dublin that morning [03:19.85]When they murdered James Connolly the irish rebel [03:26.50] [03:36.08]God's curse on you england you cruel hearted monster [03:42.54]Your deeds they would shame all the devils in hell [03:48.77] [03:50.14]There are no flowers blooming but the shamrock is growing [03:56.39]On the grave of James Connolly the irish rebel [04:02.98] [04:04.41]The four courts at dublin the English bombarded [04:10.84]The spirit of freedom they tried hard to quell [04:17.27] [04:18.45]But above all the din rose the cry no surrender [04:26.94] [04:27.59]'Twas the voice of James Connolly the irish rebel