[Verse]
On a warm summer late morning I,
In a field outside Glenarm,
There was two young fellas resting,
They had toiled their father's farm,
When a tall gentleman rider,
Approached them with a smile
Saying, "Brothers, would ye listen for a while?"

[Chorus]
"Our country's called Ireland,
It's the garden of the Earth,
And I dreamed of a future,
Where our people know their worth,
Where the laws are written by reason,
Not landlords, kings or priests,
Yous can have this, boys, if you would walk with me."

[Verse]
"All people went freedom",
There came the two replies,
"But more people fear treason,
The redcoats and their spies",
The tall rider embraced them,
"I have true men in Belfast,
I am Henry, I'll be faithful to the last."

"Proud armies of Ulster,
Boast twenty thousand men,
From the dark alleys of Belfast,
North Down and Antrim's glens,
Sure we rose yesterday morning,
When we threw the gauntlet down,
And tomorrow, boys, we enter Antrim town."

[Chorus]
"Our country's called Ireland,
It's the garden of the Earth,
And I dreamed of a future,
Where our people know their worth,
Where the laws are written by reason,
Not landlords, kings or priests,
Yous can have this, boys, if you would walk with me."

[Verse]
Pikes tremble before them,
They stormed the barrack gate,
Let he proud nations adore them,
Every man their knew his fate,
They had no rifle or cannon,
Or wages from the Crown,
But the redcoats stood in line and shot them down.

To the Belfast mountains,
The rebels, he did go,
To a dark, wattle cottage,
Young Henry, he laid low,
There was no French boats approaching,
Or allies from the south.
But not a word of doubt came out from Henry's mouth.

[Chorus]
"Our country's called Ireland,
It's the garden of the Earth,
And I dreamed of a future,
Where our people know their worth,
Where the laws are written by reason,
Not landlords, kings or priests,
Yous can have this, boys, if you would walk with me."

[Verse]
Cold, tired and hungry,
Young Henry laid a vow,
"From your proud mothers I took you,
And I won't desert you now,
We are sons of the Republic,
Not planters but free men,
And it's never gonna be the same again."

Through those dark Belfast alleys,
They dragged young Henry Joy,
And the same Orangemen cursed him,
Who had loved him as a boy,
In the true faithful Jehovah,
He feared no death drums' roar,
"May God and the Republic take my soul."

[Chorus]
"Our country's called Ireland,
It's the garden of the Earth,
And I dreamed of a future,
Where our people know their worth,
Where the laws are written by reason,
Not landlords, kings or priests,
Yous can have this, boys, if you would walk with me",
"Yous can have this, boys, if you would walk with me.".