Lyrics:
and factory, in workshop, mine, and rail
A flame is lit, a beacon bright — that flame is burning style
And Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave,
Rise up the Starry Plough
In James Connolly's name
Rise up the Starry Plough
For his glory and his fame
He joined the Transport Union
So the workers
lead
And I, I was picked to kill a man like that
James Connolly
A great crowd had gathered
Outside of Kilmainham
Their heads all uncovered
They knelt
Easter Monday 1916 dawned a bloody red
As they prepared to prove the English wrong
Noon found Connolly's army marching right through Dublin town
1500
James Connolly
Collected and Arranged by The Wolfe Tones
The man was all shot through that came to day into the Barrack Square
And a soldier I, I am
Connolly
My father sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk
To yonder scaffold high
My race is run,
Connolly
My father sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk
To yonder scaffold high
My race is run,
Here I am, laid bare, at the end of my rope. I've lost all hope. So Long!
Molly Connolly just broke up with me over the revealing nature
the working man
But on came Connolly with new hope and counsel
His motto was that we'd rise again
In nineteen sixteen in Dublin City
The English soldiers
rifle shot that cursed lead
And I, I was picked to kill a man like that, James Connolly
A great crowd had gathered outside of Kilmainham
Their heads
ON CONNOLLY'S SIDE
PREJUDICE IS WHAT I CAN'T ABIDE
FOR MY KIND OF HERO
IS JAMES CONNOLLY
Connolly
My father sits at his cabin door
Wiping his tear-dimmed eyes
For his only son soon shall walk
To yonder scaffold high
My race is run,
to Connolly's for frozen drinks and
We'll take 'em to the beach if they cut us off
Cus me and all my friends took the summer off
It's gonna be a…
Good day to stay
as she took to the stage
Tommy Connolly sat alone at the bar
His fingers were drumming out the beat of his heart
Alone and lonely, sinking Dixie Belle gin
Around the streets of Ballyphehane
O son o son on Connolly Road
We remember James Connolly
He was a brave man, he tried to set his people free
He fought
The brotherhood are gathering, they're fated to appear
The citizens divided, only want us to be heard
But there was Clarke, James Connolly, Plunkett and Pearse
carnally,
Semi-carnally.
The End
Cyril Connolly?
No, semi-carnally
Oh
Cyril Connoly
a dreadful sign
My father often told me
That money would set me free
If I would murder that dear little girl
Whose name was Rose Connolly
My father sits
Tipperary, Barry-Connelly et de Galway
Ils sont arrivés dans le comté du Connemara
Y avait les Connors, les O'Connolly, les Flaherty du Ring of Kerry
Et de
Tipperary, Barry-Connelly et de Galway
Ils sont arrivés dans le comté du Connemara
Y avait les Connors, les O'Connolly, les Flaherty du Ring of Kerry
Et de
MUSIC:SEVENDUST
Lyrics: LOWERY / Rose / Witherspoon / Connolly
Bleeding soul - I feel I'm dying
I persist - I persist - I think I'm hiding
the rebels down
They hoped to rule this land by fear
And hold it for the Crown
But a mighty thought was born in Men
When they killed James Connolly
Oh that
she'll cool me after dark
(Mr. Reed "two show" Connolly)
named Read "Two Show" Connolly
The kindest man I've ever met from the smallest
Town in Pennsylvania, Pittsburgh
We're having an all night revival
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