Connolly Was There
Well there is 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 rail
A flame is lit, a beacon bright - that flame is burning style
And Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Now William Martin Murphy and his Dublin millionaires
Tried bribery, corruption, hypocrisy, and prayer
To spite the Transport Union, their scabs they did enlist
But all their graft was shattered by a scarlet iron fist
The bosses tried to sweat the lads way down on Glasgow's Clyde
A voice like roaring thunder soon shook them in their stride
In Liverpool and Belfast, where the workers lived in Hell
Connolly rose and gave them hope - this truth to you I tell
That Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Oh Irishmen - tiocfaidh ár lá
When workers one and all
Will rise up from our bended knee
And rally to the call
Throw out the boss's tyranny
And shout from shore to shore
For a working man's republic
With freedom ever more
And Connolly will be there
Connolly will be there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly will be there
Connolly will be there
Connolly will be there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly will be there
When the might of exploitation at last began to crack
In farm and field and factory, in workshop, mine, and rail
A flame is lit, a beacon bright - that flame is burning style
And Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Now William Martin Murphy and his Dublin millionaires
Tried bribery, corruption, hypocrisy, and prayer
To spite the Transport Union, their scabs they did enlist
But all their graft was shattered by a scarlet iron fist
The bosses tried to sweat the lads way down on Glasgow's Clyde
A voice like roaring thunder soon shook them in their stride
In Liverpool and Belfast, where the workers lived in Hell
Connolly rose and gave them hope - this truth to you I tell
That Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Connolly was there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Oh Irishmen - tiocfaidh ár lá
When workers one and all
Will rise up from our bended knee
And rally to the call
Throw out the boss's tyranny
And shout from shore to shore
For a working man's republic
With freedom ever more
And Connolly will be there
Connolly will be there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly will be there
Connolly will be there
Connolly will be there
Bold, brave, and undaunted
James Connolly will be there
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Writer(s): Dominic Behan
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