I'll sing you a song of a row in the town, When the Green Flag went up and the Crown rag came down, 'Twas the neatest and sweetest thing ever you saw, And they played the great game they called Erin Go Bragh.
God bless gallant Pearse and our comrades who died Tom Clark, MacDonagh, MacDermott, McBride, And here's to James Connolly who gave one hurrah, And faced the machine guns for Erin Go Bragh.
Now one of our leaders was down at Ringsend, For the honour of Ireland to hold and defend, He had no veteran soldiers but volunteers raw, Playing sweet Mauser music for Erin Go Bragh.
Bould Ceannt and his comrades like lions at bay, From the South Dublin Union poured death and dismay, And what was their wrath when the invaders them saw, All the dead khaki soldiers in Erin go Bragh.
A brave foreign captain was raving that day, Saying "give me one hour and they'll blow you away", But a big Mauser bullet got stuck in his jaw, And he died of lead poison in Erin go Bragh
Ah glory to Dublin to her do renown, In the long generations her name will go down, And the children will tell how their forefathers saw, The red blaze of freedom in Erin go Bragh.