Grace

Okay, for the last time this evening, boys and girls

We're gonna ask you to give a nice bit of ciúnas

A very beautiful song you know very well

It's back to 1916 and one of the forgotten heroes of that period of time

A young man called Joseph Mary Plunkett

While he was awaiting execution

He married his longtime girlfriend, Grace Gifford

A very beautiful song

A song called Grace

As we gathered in the chapel here in Old Kilmainham Jail

I think about these past few weeks, oh will they say we've failed?

From our school days they have told us we must yearn for liberty

Yet all I want in this dark place is to have you here with me

Oh Grace, just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger

They'll take me out at dawn and I will die

With all my love I place this wedding ring upon your finger

There won't be time to share our love, so we must say goodbye

Now I know it's hard for you my love to ever understand

The love I bare for these brave men, my love for my dear land

So when Pádraic called me to his side down in the GPO

I had to leave my own sick bed, to him I had to go

Oh Grace, just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger

They'll take me out at dawn and I will die

With all my love I'll place this wedding ring upon your finger

There won't be time to share our love, so we must say goodbye

Now as the dawn is breaking, my heart is breaking too

On this May morn' as I walk out, my thoughts will be with you

And I'll write some words upon the wall so everyone will know

I loved so much that I could see his blood upon the rose

Oh Grace, just hold me in your arms and let this moment linger

They'll take me out at dawn and I will die

With all my love I'll place this wedding ring upon your finger

There won't be time to share our love, so we must say goodbye

Now there won't be time to share our love, so we must say goodbye