[Verse]
I'll tell a tale of gallant men,
Who in the hills round Crossmaglen,
Became a living legend in their day.

All their daring deeds in freedom's fight,
Shone like a beacon in the night,
Where Harvey and McVerry showed the way.

[Chorus]
Oh, a song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds, or soothe the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names.

Of gallant women and of men,
Who lies consumed by freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

[Verse]
A ball of smoke rose o'er thе land,
Cruel fate had played its hand,
Two Brendans would have chose no other way.

Oh, they died the way they'd want to go,
In action gainst the British foe,
They lived and died to serve the IRA.

[Chorus]
A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds, or soothe the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names.

Of gallant women and of men,
Who lies consumed by freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

[Verse]
In Crossmaglen and Cullaville,
We keep alive their memory still,
In Silverbridge we speak their names with pride.

And from Dorsey down to Keady Town,
Through generations we'll pass on,
Their exploits and the cause for which they died.

[Chorus]
A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds, or soothe the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names.

Of gallant women and of men,
Who lies consumed by freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

[Verse]
We're a special kind of people here,
We breed defiance, never fear,
And we'll still be here, when the tide gainst England turns.

Oh, for in our hearts, we know we're right,
And we never will give up the fight,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns.

[Chorus]
A song can't bring them back again,
Or heal the wounds, or soothe the pain,
A song can only keep alive their names.

Of gallant women and of men,
Who lies consumed by freedom's flame,
And we owe that much to Moley and to Burns,
We salute you, Brendan Moley and Brendan Burns.