In Bodentown’s Churchyard lyrics

[Verse 1]
In Bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave
And wildly around it the wintery winds rave;
Small shelter I ween are the ruined walls there
When the storm sweeps down on the plains of Kildare

[Verse 2]
Once I lay on that sod it lies over Wolfe Tone
And I thought how he perished in prison alone
His friends unavenged and his country unfreed
"Oh, bitter," I thought, "is the patriots meed

[Verse 3]
"For in him the heart of a woman combined
With heroic spirit and a governing mind
A martyr for Ireland, his grave has no stone
His name sheldom namеd, and his virtues unknown."

[Verse 4]
I was woke from my dream by thе voices and tread
Of a band who came into the home of the dead;
They carried no corpse, and they carried no stone
And they stopped when they came to the grave of Wolfe Tone

[Verse 5]
But the old man who saw I was mourning there said
"We come sir to weep where Wolfetone is laid
And we're going to build him a monument too
A plain one yet fit for the simple and true"
[Verse 6]
My heart overflowed and I clasped his old hand
I blessed him and blessed everyone in his band
How sweet tis to see that such faith can remain
To the cause of the man, so long vanquished and slain

[Verse 7]
In Bodenstown churchyard there is a green grave
And wildly around it the wintery winds rave;
Far better they soothed him the ruin and the gloom
Until Ireland, a nation, might build him a tomb