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

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland" said the heroes,
"God save Ireland" said them 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 the memory pass away,
For those gallant lives thus given for our land,
For it's on the cause must go, admit joy, the weal and woe,
Till we make our land a nation free and grand.

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