Connolly Would Lyrics And Chords

(Marc Patrick Fahrbach, 2013) This song forms part of the songwriting contest held  from March - May 2013

To see my well-loved Ireland
These days it makes me sigh,
I think old union fighter
James Connolly would cry!


He’d yell his rage and raise his voice
So working men might wake
And see that like in former times
The chance istheirs to take.


We wouldn’t droop, we wouldn’t wail
But united we would stand
For only joint we can prevail
When we work hand in hand.
When we work hand in hand.


For centuries of bondage
Brave men did fight and die
To free their beloved country -
James Connolly would cry!


He’d yell his rage and raise his voice
So working men might act
Just like in nineteen-sixteen when
The British rule was wrecked.


We wouldn’t crouch, we wouldn’t hide
But united we would stand
Like Connolly by Pearse’s side
To save our native land.
To save our native land.

 

The way our politicians 
Tell Europe their dawn lie
That we’re no more in trouble -
James Connolly would cry!


He’d yell his rage and raise his voice
So working men might list
And realize that they, who rule 
Will only catch the fist.


We wouldn’t be calm we wouldn’t be nice
But united we would stand
And those in charge would pay the prize
For how they ruined this land.
For how they ruined this land.


Recession, no perspectives
And unemployment’s high
While bankers count their money -
James Connolly would cry!


He’d yell his rage and raise his voice
So working men might see
That it’s no more the Brits who reign
But France and Germany.


We wouldn’t obey, we wouldn’t dispute
But united we would stand
And show this European brood
That we’re a fighting band
That we’re a fighting band

 


What’s left of his great vision
When people bid goodbye
And seek there fortune elsewhere?
James Connolly would cry!


He’d yell his rage and raise his voice
So working men might know 
That they’re the ones who have the might 
To strike a mighty blow.


We wouldn’t leave but rise and fight
And united we would stand
To build the land for which he died,
A nation proud and grand.
A nation proud and grand