Brian Warfield



In [G] Dublin town in [C] 19[G]16 a flame of freedom [C] did [G] arise

A group of men with de[C]termi[G]nation caught an empire [C] by sur[G]prise

 [C] Through the streets our men were marching they [G] rallied with their hopes and fears

And [C] at the end a boy came searching [G] for their leader [D] Padraic [G] Pearse



The [G] poet and the [C] Irish [G] Rebel, a Gaelic scholar and a [C] visio[G]nary

We gave to him no [C] fighting [G] tribute when Irelandīs at peace only [C] that can be

When [G] Irelandīs a nation [D] united and [G] free


On Easter morn he faced the nation from the steps of the GPO

And read aloud the proclamation the seed of nationhood to show

But soon the word had spread to London of an insurrection there at hand

And the deeds of Padraic Pearse was set about to free his land


For 5 long days the battle raged for 5 long nights the battle wore

We would watch Dublin City blaze and see our men fall to the floor

Now Irelandīs proud of her effort for her cause we fought with pride

But to save more life and to save our city, we make our peace with Mc Fainis


Kilmainham Jail in 1916 they brought young Pearse to his death cell

And they tried him as a traitor to shoot this man who dared to rebel

He only tried to free his country of the shackles of 800 years

When dawn did break on that May morning they shot our Leader Padraic Pearse