Oh, do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
Oh, do not stand at my grave and cry,
When Ireland lives I do not die.

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

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

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

But do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there I do not sleep,
Oh, do not stand and my grave and cry,
When Ireland lives I do not die.

Oh, do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there I do not sleep,
Oh, do not stand and my grave and cry,
When Ireland lives I do not die,
When Ireland lives I do not die.