[Verse 1]

There lies a page in history when the workers first fought back

When the might of exploitation, at last began to crack

In farm and field and factory, in workshop, mine and mill

A flame was lit, a beacon bright, that flame is burning still

[Chorus]

Connolly was there, Connolly was there

Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly was there

[Verse 2]

When the bosses tried to sweat the lads away in Glasgow's Clyde

A voice like rolling thunder, it soon shook them in their stride

In Liverpool and Belfast when the workers lived in hell

Until at last they organised and any man can tell

[Chorus]

Connolly was there, Connolly was there

Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly was there

[Verse 3]

William Martin Murphy and his Dublin millionaires

Tried bribery and corruption, hypocrisy and prayers

To smash the Transport Union, the scabs they did enlist

But all their graft was shattered by a scarlet iron fist

[Chorus]

For Connolly was there, Connolly was there

Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly was there

[Verse 4]

They say that he was murdered, shot dying in a chair

But go march on to freedom, Irish workers don't despair

In farm and field and factory, in workshop, mine and mill

That flame of light, that beacon bright, that flame is burning still

[Chorus]

Connolly will be there, Connolly will be there

Great, brave, undaunted, James Connolly will be there