Ireland Over All The Wolfe Tones

Come shoulder, boys, to shoulder now
The dawn is reddening o'er
The hills that circle Ireland's brow
The seas that ring her shore

Then hark for now the deathless past
Our fathers' voices call
For Ireland first and Ireland last
And Ireland over all

For this dear land our fathers fought
For her our martyrs died
And could we gain the gall they sought
We'd freely die with pride
Then would those skies be overcast
Bring out your slogan call

Old Ireland first and Ireland last
And Ireland over all

Oh, were Lord Ed would be here today
Or fearless Father John
Their spirits to our soul would say:
"Keep fighting, fighting on
Unfurl your banner to the blast
And let your slogan call"