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I am a young Dubliner Nineteen sixteen My life's nearly over So little I've seen But my father taught me Before he passed on Fight for your freedom It's all that you own Our bold proclamation Declaring our land Expelled from the grip Of another's cruel hand Was there proudly read On that fine Easter morn The birth pains of nationhood Soon be reborn So sorely outnumbered We took up the fight And fought with great passion Against all of their might They crushed us down But they strengthened our core And this time the message Will come to the fore And now one by one To the courtyard we are led It's a matter of days We will all soon be dead But we'll hold our heads high And may Ireland prevail I wait to die, my mother cries Outside Kilmainham Gaol Our wounded commander No weakness did show But then they set fire To the ould GPO We had to flee And our chances grew dim And finally the message Was sadly brought in Lay down your arms, lads We've done what we can More bloodshed now Only darkens our stand Our voices were heard And the people have seen May they rise as one Though we'll die for the dream Chorus And now in the bowels Of Kilmainham I lie My soul is at peace In the morning I die On cold barren stone I drop to my knees I pray for my country May God give it speed |
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