They say that he was murdered, shot dying in a chair.
But go march on to freedom, Irish workers! Never fear!
In farm or field and factory, in workshop mine and mill,
A flame was lit, a beacon bright. The flame is burning still.
Connolly will be there. Connolly will be there.
Great brave undaunted, James Connolly will be there.
Learned from the singing of Dominic Behan on a record I lent to an old girlfriend, thirty-plus years ago!
HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 20-Apr-02.