Last night I had a happy dream, though restless where I be,
I dreamt again brave Irishmen had set old Ireland free,
And how excited I became when I heard the cannons roar,
Oh, grá mo chróí, I long to see old Ireland free once more.

It's true we had brave Irishmen as everyone will know,
O'Neill, O'Donnell, Sarsfield true, Lord Edward and Wolfe Tone,
And also Robert Emmet who till death did not give in,
Oh, grá mo chróí, I long to see old Ireland free once more.

We can't forget the former years they're kept in memory still,
Of the Wexford men of '98, who fought at Vinegar Hill,
With Father Murphy at their side and the green flag flying o'er,
Oh, grá mo chróí, I long to see old Ireland free once more.

Allan, O'Brien and Larkin died, their country to set free,
And some day soon brave Irish men will make the English flee,
By day and night they'll always fight, till death they'll not give in
Oh, grá mo chróí, I long to see old Ireland free once more,
Oh, grá mo chróí, I long to see old Ireland free once more.