[Verse]
From our history of old there's a ancient story told,
Of a fire that was seen from far and near,
And of how it changed our land, a message passed from hand to hand
Oh, the young put words to song from year to year

How it's blazing once again, just as bright as it did then,
All along the river Boyne it can be seen,
Summerhill to Seneschalstown from Nobber to the Hill of Down
Every village from Kilmainhamwood to Skryne.

[Chorus]
And the fire that is lighted on royal Tara's Hill,
It's the same old flame and it's burning still,
And it glows in the heart and it shows in the will,
Of those dear old Croppy Boys from Meath.

[Verse]
We had the bravest in the land, all prepared to lend a hand,
Sure the tyrants they were strong but only few,
When they stood up for their rights, they showed that they were there to fight,
In 1798, the troops all true.

They had battled through the years, had raised aloud their cheers,
They stood for what is right with constant pride,
Ever willing to be told by Robert Emmet or Wolfe Tone,
The spirit of this land has never died.

[Chorus]
And the fire that is lighted on royal Tara's Hill,
It's the same old flame and it's burning still,
And it glows in the heart and it shows in the will,
Of those dear old Croppy Boys from Meath.

[Verse]
In our history we're told of our rebels, oh, so bold,
Who stood against the evil of our land,
And of how it changed the way our families life their lives today,
Every way you can see from man to man.

How their story can be told of two hundred years old,
So sad missed in our hearts for those who died,
From Kells and Navan, Castletown and everywhere around,
They stood and fought together side by side.

[Chorus]
And the fire that is lighted on royal Tara's Hill,
It's the same old flame and it's burning still,
And it glows in the heart and it shows in the will,
Of those dear old Croppy Boys from Meath.

[Chorus]
And the fire that is lighted on royal Tara's Hill,
It's the same old flame and it's burning still,
And it glows in the heart and it shows in the will,
Of those dear old Croppy Boys from Meath.