Connolly

[Verse 1]
There lies a page in history when the workers first fought back
When the might of exploitation, at last began to crack
In farm and field and factory, in workshop, mine and mill
A flame was lit, a beacon bright, that flame is burning still

[Chorus]
Connolly was there, Connolly was there
Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly was there

[Verse 2]
When the bosses tried to sweat the lads away in Glasgow's Clyde
A voice like rolling thunder, it soon shook them in their stride
In Liverpool and Belfast when the workers lived in hell
Until at last they organised and any man can tell

[Chorus]
Connolly was there, Connolly was there
Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly was there

[Verse 3]
William Martin Murphy and his Dublin millionaires
Tried bribery and corruption, hypocrisy and prayers
To smash the Transport Union, the scabs they did enlist
But all their graft was shattered by a scarlet iron fist

[Chorus]
For Connolly was there, Connolly was there
Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly was there

[Verse 4]
They say that he was murdered, shot dying in a chair
But go march on to freedom, Irish workers don't despair
In farm and field and factory, in workshop, mine and mill
That flame of light, that beacon bright, that flame is burning still

[Chorus]
Connolly will be there, Connolly will be there
Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly will be there