When[Am] the fairy-like[C] dew, the[Am] grass is a[C]dorning,
A [Am]volley rang[C] out with[Am]out any [C]warning.
A
[Am]young man fell dead in the[C] cold grey of[G] morning.
God [Am]bless you, God[G] rest you, James [Am]Crossan from
Bawn.
Forget not this young man so gay and so cheery.
In working for Erin, he never grew weary.
But he'll toil never
more round his own loved Clonleary.
God bless you, God rest you, James Crossan from Bawn.
There's no sleep for the Specials, they're tumblin' and tossin'
They are haunted with fear, every man every gossan
For
they'll pay for it yet, those who murdered James Crossan
God bless you, God bless you, James Crossan of Bawn
