The Snake With Eyes Of Garnet

<br>Last night as I lay dreaming<br>My way across the sea<br>James Mangan brought me comfort<br>With laudnum and poitin<br>He flew me back to Dublin<br>In 1819<br>To a public execution<br>Being held on Stephen`s Green<br>The young man on the platform<br>Held his head up and he did sing<br>Then he whispered hard into my ear<br>As he handed me this ring<br>"If you miss me on the harbour<br>For the boat, it leaves at three<br>Take this snake with eyes of garnet<br>My mother gave to me!<br>This snake cannot be captured<br>This snake cannot be tied<br>This snake cannot be tortured, or<br>Hung or crucified<br>It came down through the ages<br>It belongs to you and me<br>So pass it on and pass it on<br>`Till all mankind is free<br>If you miss me on the harbour<br>For the boat, it leaves at three<br>Take this snake with eyes of garnet<br>My mother gave to me"<br>He swung, his face went purple<br>A roar came from the crowd<br>But Mangan laughed and pushed me<br>And we got back on the cloud<br>He dropped me off in London<br>Back in this dying land<br>But my eyes were filled with wonder<br>At the ring still in my hand<br>If you miss me on the harbour<br>For the boat, it leaves at three<br>Take this snake with eyes of garnet<br>My mother gave to me!<br>And if you miss me on the harbour<br>For the boat, it leaves at three<br>Take this snake with eyes of garnet<br>My mother gave to me!