[Verse]
Hear it on the mountain,
Hear it in the glen,
Hear it in the cities.
The tramp of marching men.

[Chorus]
God light the way they're faring,
God give them strength and daring,
To strike a blow for Erin,
The Irish Volunteers.

[Verse]
A hundred years of waiting,
Of sorrow and of pain,
And now the hearts of Erin,
Beats high with hope again.

[Chorus]
God light the way they're faring,
God give them strength and daring,
To strike a blow for Erin,
The Irish Volunteers.

[Verse]
Lift up the flag of freedom,
And be your marching song
The music of the rifle,
Tis clear and sweet and strong.

[Chorus]
God light the way they're faring,
God give them strength and daring,
To strike a blow for Erin,
The Irish Volunteers.

[Verse]
Close ranks too long they're broken,
Wipe out the wasted years,
March on, march on to freedom,
The Ireland’s Volunteers.

[Chorus]
God light the way they're faring,
God give them strength and daring,
To strike a blow for Erin,
The Irish Volunteers.