Tom Williams Time goes by as years roll onwards But in my memory fresh I'll keep Of a night in Belfast Prison Unshamefully I saw men weep For the time was fast approaching A lad lay sentenced for to die And on the second of September He goes to meet his god on high Now he's walking to the scaffold Head erect he shows no fear For on his proud and gallant shoulders Ireland's cross he holds so dear Now the cruel blow has fallen For Ireland he has fought and died And we the countrymen who bore him Will love and honour him with pride Brave Tom Williams we salute you And we never will forget Those who planned your cruel murder We vow to make them all regret So come all you Irish rebels If from the path you chance to stray Bear in memory of the morn, when Irelands cross was proudly borne By a lad who lay within these prison walls. JC
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