(Black is The Colour)
[Chorus]
Black is the colour of my true love's hair,
Her lips are like some roses fair,
Has the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands,
I love the ground, where on she stands.

[Verse]
I love my love and well she knows,
Love the ground, where on she goes,
I wish the day would soon come,
When she and I can be as one.

(Mairéad Farrell)
[Chorus]
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not dead, I do not sleep,
Do not stand, my grave and cry,
While Ireland lives I do not die.

[Verse]
A woman's place is not at home,
The fight for freedom still goes on,
I took up my gun and till freedom's day,
I pledged to fight for the IRA.

[Chorus]
So, do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not dead, I do not sleep,
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
While Ireland lives I do not die.

[Verse]
In Armagh jails, I served my time,
Strip searches were a British crime,
Degraded me but they could not see,
I'd suffer this to set Ireland free.

[Chorus]
So, do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not dead, I do not sleep,
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
While Ireland lives I do not die.

[Verse]
Gibraltar was the place I died,
McCann and Savage were by my side,
I heard the order so loud and shrill,
It was Thatcher's voice, saying, "Shoot to kill."

[Chorus]
So, do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not dead, I do not sleep,
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
While Ireland lives I do not die.

(Black Is The Colour)
[Verse]
I go to the Clyde, I sit and weep,
For satisfied, I ne'er can be,
I write her a letter, just a few short lines,
And suffer death, a thousand times.
And suffer death, a thousand times.