As we gather in the chapel here in old Kilmainham Gaol,
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 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.
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, 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. 

Oh, Grace, just hold me in your arms and let this 
moment linger,
They'll take me out at dawn now I must 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...