On Easter morn They came in swarms Throughout the stolen city
1,200 strong At crack of dawn Outnumbered without pity
With many fears But never tears Stood O' Connell Street awaiting
To lend its ears To Patrick Pearse To hear the proclamation
Irish men and woman We summon for the cause For an island and tradition The dead did give to us
For the Irish we have written Our rights and liberties
And we’ll sacrifice Her living
For her prosperity
The words were flown On paper bones Throughout the stolen city
The flags were grown From GPO Where Ireland rose from pity
The brave rebel With spoken spell That was the proclamation
Then straight from hell The Liffys' shells A test against creation
Irish men and woman We summon for the cause For an island and tradition The dead did give to us
For the Irish we have written Our rights and liberties
And we’ll sacrifice Her living
For her prosperity
And we'll sacrifice Her living
For her prosperity
Let them know When Ireland called She was not forsaken
Let them know We gave are all Not with hesitation
But with pride and promise In a lands equality With a pride and promise
For all to be
Children of a nation Children of elation Children of an Irish liberty
Irish men and woman We summon for the cause For an island and tradition The dead did give to us
For the Irish we have written Our rights and liberties
And we’ll sacrifice Her living
For her prosperity
And we'll sacrifice Her living
For her prosperity
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