Brave Frank Stagg

In a cruel British prison, a brave Irish soldier lies
Body thin and weak with hunger, as the light fades from his eyes
By his side two women weeping, one is old and one is young
On their knees to God appealing, in their soft sweet Mayo tongue

"Ah, my loves," the young man murmurs. "Do not cry your tears for me
For my time is nearly over, and today I will be free
I can see a bright sun shining on my own green Mayo fields
And I see dear Michael Gaughan, waiting there beneath the trees."

In that cruel British prison, just before the break of day
With his loved ones there beside him, that young soldier passed away

But he lives in Erin's heart yet, and wherever flies her flag
Ireland's sons and Ireland's daughters, will remember brave Frank Stagg

But he lives in Erin's heart yet, and wherever flies her flag
Ireland's sons and Ireland's daughters, will remember brave Frank Stagg