[Verse]
Was a morning in July, I was walking through Tipperary,
When I heard the battle cry from the mountains overhead,
As I looked up to the sky, saw an Irish soldier laddie,
He looked at me quite fearlessly and said.

[Chorus]
"Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man?
And go and fight the forces of the Crown?
Will ye march with O'Neill through an Irish battlefield?
For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town!"

[Verse]
Said I to that soldier lad, "Will you take me to your captain?
It will be my pride and joy for to march with you today,
My young brother fell at Cork, my son at Enniscorthy!"
And to this noble captain I did say.

[Chorus]
"I will stand in the band like a true Irish man,
And go and fight thе forces of the Crown,
I will march with O'Neill through an Irish battlеfield,
For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town!"

[Verse]
As we marched back home again, the shadow of the evening,
With our banners flying low to the memory of our dead,
We returned onto our homes but without our soldier laddie,
But I never will forget these words he said!

[Chorus]
"Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man?
And go and fight the forces of the Crown?
Will ye march with O'Neill through an Irish battlefield?
For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town!"

[Chorus]
"Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man?
And go and fight the forces of the Crown?
Will ye march with O'Neill through an Irish battlefield?
For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town!".