Lyrics Kevin Barry - The Wolfe Tones

In Mountjoy Jail one Monday morning
High upon the gallows tree
Kevin Barry gave his young life
For the cause of liberty
Just a lad of 18 summers
Yet there′s no one can deny
As he walked to death that morning
He proudly held his head on high

Just before he faced the hangman
In his dreary prison cell
British soldiers tortured Barry
Just because he would not tell
The names of his brave comrades
And other things they wished to know
'Turn informer or we′ll kill you!'
Kevin Barry answered, 'No!′

Another martyr for old Ireland
Another murder for the crown
Whose brutal laws may kill the Irish
But can′t keep their spirits down
Lads like Barry are no cowards
From the foe they will not fly
Lads like Barry will free Ireland
For her sake they'll live and die