James Connolly Dropkick Murphys

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[Verse 1]
Marchin' down O'Connell street
With a Starry Plough on high
Here comes the Citizen's Army
With their fists raised to the sky
And leadin' them was a mighty man
With a mad rage in his eye
"My name is James Connolly
I didn't come here to die"

[Pre-Chorus]
But to fight for the rights of the workin' man
The small farmer too
To protect the proletariat
From the bosses and their screws

[Chorus]
So hold onto your rifles, boys
Don't give up the dream
A Republic for the workin' class
Economic... liberty!

[Verse 2]
Then Jem cries out, "Oh, citizens
This system is a curse
An English boss is a monster
An Irish one is worse
They'll never lock us out again
And here's the reason why
My name is James Connolly
I didn't come here to die"