James Connolly, The Wolfe Tones Song Lyrics And Guitar Chords
The easy to play guitar chords format is chordpro. James Connelly was born in 1868 in a poor family, He was self-educated and became a brilliant public speaker. He was formost a militant workers leader in the Irish Transport And General Workers Union under the leadership of James Larkin. Just one week before the rising in 1916 he warned the Citizen army the odds were one thousand to one against winning. The song was also recorded by Donegal singer Margo, Johnny McEvoy, Charlie And The Bhoys Paddy Reilly and Jim McCann who used to play with The Dubliners. James Connolly tenor guitar / mandola tab tuned CGDA now added.
The Song Words With Easy Chords In G Major
[Capo 2nd.fret for my version which turns the key to A Major]
A[G] great crowd had gathered,outs[C]ide of Kil[G]
mainham,
Thier[C] heads all un[G]covered,they[A] knelt to the [D]ground.
For[G] inside that grim prison,lay a[C] brave Irish[G] soilder,
His[C] life for his[G] country[D] about to lay[G] down
[2]
He went to his death like a true son of Ireland,
The firing party he bravely did face.
Then the order ran out,present arms and fire,
James Connolly fell into a ready made grave.
[3]
The black flag was hoisted,the cruel deed was over.
Gone was a man who loved Ireland so well,
There was many a sad heart,in Dublin that morning,
When they murdered James Connolly,the Irish rebel
[4]
Many years have gone by since that Irish rebellion,
When the guns of Britannia,they loudly did speak,
And the bold I.R.A. they stood shoulder to shoulder,
As the blood from their bodies flowed down Sackville street
[5]
The four courts of Dublin,the English bombarded,
The spirit they tried hard to quell,
But above all the dim came the cry no surrender,
Was the voice of James Connolly,the Irish rebel.
[Capo 2nd.fret for my version which turns the key to A Major]
A[G] great crowd had gathered,outs[C]ide of Kil[G]
mainham,
Thier[C] heads all un[G]covered,they[A] knelt to the [D]ground.
For[G] inside that grim prison,lay a[C] brave Irish[G] soilder,
His[C] life for his[G] country[D] about to lay[G] down
[2]
He went to his death like a true son of Ireland,
The firing party he bravely did face.
Then the order ran out,present arms and fire,
James Connolly fell into a ready made grave.
[3]
The black flag was hoisted,the cruel deed was over.
Gone was a man who loved Ireland so well,
There was many a sad heart,in Dublin that morning,
When they murdered James Connolly,the Irish rebel
[4]
Many years have gone by since that Irish rebellion,
When the guns of Britannia,they loudly did speak,
And the bold I.R.A. they stood shoulder to shoulder,
As the blood from their bodies flowed down Sackville street
[5]
The four courts of Dublin,the English bombarded,
The spirit they tried hard to quell,
But above all the dim came the cry no surrender,
Was the voice of James Connolly,the Irish rebel.
The Poem Before James Connolly By Liam McGowan
The man was all shot through that came to day into the Barrack Square And a soldier I, I am not proud to say that we killed him there They brought him from the prison hospital and to see him in that chair I swear his smile would, would far more quickly call a man to prayer.
Maybe, maybe I don't understand this thing that makes these rebels die Yet all men love freedom and the spring clear in the sky
I wouldn't do this deed again for all that I hold by As I gazed down my rifle at his breast but then, then a soldier I. They say he was different, kindly too apart from all the rest. A lover of the poor-his wounds ill dressed. He faced us like a man who knew a greater pain Than blows or bullets ere the world began: died he in vain Ready, Present, and him just smiling,
Christ I felt my rifle shake His wounds all open and around his chair a pool of blood And I swear his lips said, "fire" before my rifle shot that cursed lead And I, I was picked to kill a man like that, James Connolly.
The man was all shot through that came to day into the Barrack Square And a soldier I, I am not proud to say that we killed him there They brought him from the prison hospital and to see him in that chair I swear his smile would, would far more quickly call a man to prayer.
Maybe, maybe I don't understand this thing that makes these rebels die Yet all men love freedom and the spring clear in the sky
I wouldn't do this deed again for all that I hold by As I gazed down my rifle at his breast but then, then a soldier I. They say he was different, kindly too apart from all the rest. A lover of the poor-his wounds ill dressed. He faced us like a man who knew a greater pain Than blows or bullets ere the world began: died he in vain Ready, Present, and him just smiling,
Christ I felt my rifle shake His wounds all open and around his chair a pool of blood And I swear his lips said, "fire" before my rifle shot that cursed lead And I, I was picked to kill a man like that, James Connolly.
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James Connolly tenor guitar / mandola tab tuning CGDA
SIDE-BY-SIDE
Lyrics by R.F. Hamre
(This melody is adapted from the traditional song, “The Leaving Of Liverpool”.)
Let us [D]stand to[G]gether side-by-side as we [D]march,
Let us stand to[G]gether all the [A7]way.
We are [D]Irish [G]Volunteers who march through the [D]night,
And we march side-by-[A7]side throughout the [D]day.
We will [A7]stand as one, till the [G]march is [D]done,
And we’ll always be to[A7]gether side-by-[D]side.
If you see us know that we are [G]Irish[D]men,
And we’ll march side-by-[A7]side until the [D]end.
Let us stand together side-by-side as we fight,
Let us stand together all the way.
We are Irish Volunteers who fight through the night,
And we fight side-by-side throughout the day.
We will stand as one, till the fight is done,
And we’ll always be together side-by-side.
If you see us know that we are Irishmen,
And we’ll fight side by side until the end.
Let us stand together side-by-side as we die,
Let us stand together all the way.
If as Irish Volunteers we’re killed here tonight,
Say we fought side-by-side throughout this day.
Should God’s will be done, and we die as one,
Have them lay us all together side-by-side.
Let our headstones show that we were Irishmen,
And we fought side-by-side until the end.
Lyrics by R.F. Hamre
(This melody is adapted from the traditional song, “The Leaving Of Liverpool”.)
Let us [D]stand to[G]gether side-by-side as we [D]march,
Let us stand to[G]gether all the [A7]way.
We are [D]Irish [G]Volunteers who march through the [D]night,
And we march side-by-[A7]side throughout the [D]day.
We will [A7]stand as one, till the [G]march is [D]done,
And we’ll always be to[A7]gether side-by-[D]side.
If you see us know that we are [G]Irish[D]men,
And we’ll march side-by-[A7]side until the [D]end.
Let us stand together side-by-side as we fight,
Let us stand together all the way.
We are Irish Volunteers who fight through the night,
And we fight side-by-side throughout the day.
We will stand as one, till the fight is done,
And we’ll always be together side-by-side.
If you see us know that we are Irishmen,
And we’ll fight side by side until the end.
Let us stand together side-by-side as we die,
Let us stand together all the way.
If as Irish Volunteers we’re killed here tonight,
Say we fought side-by-side throughout this day.
Should God’s will be done, and we die as one,
Have them lay us all together side-by-side.
Let our headstones show that we were Irishmen,
And we fought side-by-side until the end.
Sheet music for side by side
