Black horse in the centre of the street
Marching solemnly in grief while the Liffey leaves its sleep
Young band marching slowly on their feet
The canvas sings to the whole street while the Shannon moves beneath, yeah
It was the death of a giant
The death of a giant
It was the death of a giant
The death of a giant
Black horse with black feathers on the head
Marked the permanence of death as the Liffey moved, it wept
Young band marching slowly on their feet
The canvas sings the songs we seek while the Shannon starts to weep, yeah
It was the death of a giant
The death of a giant
It was the death of a giant
The death of a giant, ah
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