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Oh where oh where is our James Connolly
Where oh where is that gallant man
He is gone to organise the Union
that working men might yet be free
Oh Where on where is the Citizen Army
Where oh where is that gallant band
They are gone to join the great rebellion
And smash the bond of slavery
and who’ll be there to lead the van
and carry high our burning flag
Who but James Connolly so deathly pale and wounded
The hero of each working man
They Carried him up to Kilmainham
carried him, into the jail
and there they shot him on a bright May morning
a hero in a quicklime grave
We laid him down in yon green garden
Union men each and every side
and we swore we would forge a mighty Union
that working men might yet be free
Jenny Fitzgibbon 