| As we gather in the chapel here in old Kilmainham Gaol, |
| I think about these past few days, 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. |
| CHORUS |
| 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 for we must say good-bye. |
| Now, I know it’s hard for you, my love, to ever understand, |
| The love I bear for these brave men, my love for this dear land, |
| But when Pádhraic called me to his side down in the G.P.O., |
| I had to leave my own sick bed, to him I had to go. |
| CHORUS |
| Now, as the dawn is breaking, my heart is breaking, too, |
| On this May morn, as I walk out, my thoughts will be of you, |
| And I’ll write some words upon the wall so everyone will know, |
| I love so much that I could see his blood upon the rose. |
| CHORUS |
| (There won’t be time to share our love for we must say good-bye.) |