We'll sing a song, a soldier's songWith cheering rousing chorusAs round our blazing fires we throngThe starry heavens o'er usImpatient for the coming fightAnd as we await the morning's lightHere in the silence of the nightWe'll chant a soldier's songSoldiers are weWhose lives are pledged to IrelandSome have comeFrom a land beyond the waveSworn to be freeNo more our ancient sirelandShall shelter the despot or the slaveTonight we man the bhearna bhaoilIn Erin's cause, come woe or weal'Mid cannon's roar and rifles' pealWe'll chant a soldier's songIn valley green, on towering cragOur fathers fought before usAnd conquered 'neath the same old flagThat's proudly floating o'er usWe're children of a fighting raceThat never yet has known disgraceAnd as we march, the foe to faceWe'll chant a soldier's songSoldiers are we...Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale!The long-watched day is breakingThe serried ranks of InisfailShall set the tyrant quakingOur camp fires now are burning lowSee in the east a silv'ry glowOut yonder waits the Saxon foeSo chant a soldier's song