| lyric | In Green Street courthouse in eightteen
and there Stood young Emmet the hero true and brave
For fighting the tyrant, his country to free
And to tear from her brow the name of slave.
Chorus:
There are still men in Ireland both loyal and true
Who remember her patriots with pride
And with God’s help, young Emmet,
we’ll still give to you
The epitaph unwritten since you died.
The verdict was 'Guilty,‘ the sentence was death
And in Thomas Street the tyrant's work was done
But young Emmett smiled as he drew his last breath
For he knew the fight for freedom would be won.
Alone and defiant he stood in the dock
While Lord Norbury, the hanging judge, looked down.
Against his false charges he stood firm as a rock
Yet another Irish martyr to the crown. |