[Verse]
"Oh, son, I see in memory few of far off distant day,
When being just a lad like you I joined the IRA."

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.

[Verse]
"From hill and farm, the call to arms was heard by one and all,
And from the glen came brave young men to answer Ireland's call,
It was long ago we faced the foe, the Old Brigade and me,
And by my side they fought and they died that Ireland might be free."

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.

[Verse]
"And now, my boy, I've told you why, on Easter morn I sigh,
For I recall my comrades all, on dark old days gone by,
Sure I think of men who fought in glen with rifle and grenades,
May heaven keep the men who sleep from the ranks of the IRA."

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.