[Verse]
High upon the gallows tree, swung the noble hearted three,
By the vengeful tyrant, stricken in their bloom,
But they met him face to face with the courage of their race,
And they went with souls undaunted to their doom.

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Ireland dear we fall.

[Verse]
Climbed they up the rugged stair, rang their voices out in prayer,
Then with England's fatal cord around them cast,
Close beside the gallows tree kissed like brothers lovingly,
True to home and faith and freedom to the last.

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Ireland dear we fall.

[Verse]
Never till the latest day shall their memory faded away,
Of the gallant lives thus given for our land,
For on the cause must go, amidst joy or weal or woe,
Till we make our isle a nation free and grand.

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Ireland dear we fall.