Where oh where is our James Connolly? Where oh where is that gallant man? He is gone for to organise the unions That working people they might yet be free. Where oh where is our citizen army? Where oh where are our fighting women and men? They are gone for to join the great rebellion And smash the bonds of slavery They carried him up to kilmainham They carried him up to the jail And they shot him down on a bright May morning And quickly laid him in his grave. Who mourns the death of this great man? Who mourns the death of this great man? Bury me down in yon green garden With union men on every side. They buried him down in yon green garden With union men on every side And they swore they would forge a mighty weapon That James Connolly's name would live again with pride. Where oh where is our James Connolly? He's here! Where oh where is that gallant man? He is gone for to join the great rebellion Smash the bonds of slavery