(Fighting Men From Crossmaglen)
[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
Aye, and when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.

[Verse]
I'll sing a song for those bravest men,
That famous fighting unit from Armagh,
They are the men, (They are the men!), in Crossmaglen,
Among the bravest Ireland ever saw. (Where!)

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
Aye, and when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.

[Verse]
At night you'll hear bazookas roar,
The Armalite is heard across the land,
The IRA, their spirits soar,
They know the reckoning needed in the land. (Where!)

[Chorus]
Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
Oh, and when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.

(Take It Down From The Mast)
[Chorus]
Oh, take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
It's flag we Republicans claim,
It shall never belong to Free Staters,
All you've brought on is nothing but shame.

[Verse]
Well leave it to those who are willing,
To uphold it in war and in peace,
The men who intend to do killing,
Until England's tyranny cease.

[Chorus]
Oh, take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
It's flag we Republicans claim,
It shall never belong to Free Staters,
All you've brought on is nothing but shame.

(Let The People Sing)
[Chorus]
Let the people sing their story and their song,
Music of their native land,
Lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept your spirits free,
Songs of yours and of mine.

[Verse]
For those who are in love here's a song that's warm and tender,
And those who are oppressed in song you can protest,
Liberate your mind, give your souls expression,
Open up your hearts, I'll sing to you this song.

[Chorus]
Let the people sing their story and their song,
Music of their native land,
Lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept your spirits free,
Songs of yours and of mine.

(God Save Ireland)
[Chorus]
"Oh, God save Ireland" said the heroes,
"God save Ireland" said they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Ah, no matter when, for Erin here we fall.

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

[Chorus]
"And God save Ireland" said the heroes,
"God save Ireland" said they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Ah, no matter when, for Erin here we fall.

(Let The People Sing)
[Chorus]
Let the people sing their story and their song,
Music of their native land,
Lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept your spirits free,
Songs of yours and of mine.

[Chorus]
Let the people sing their story and their song,
Music of their native land,
Lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept your spirits free,
Songs of yours and of mine.

[Chorus]
Let the people sing their story and their song,
Music of their native land,
Lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept your spirits free,
Songs of yours and of mine.

(Take It Down From The Mast)
[Chorus]
Oh, take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
It's flag we Republicans claim,
It shall never belong to Free Staters,
For you've brought on it nothing but shame.

[Chorus]
Oh, take it down from the mast, Irish traitors,
It's flag we Republicans claim,
It shall never belong to Free Staters,
For you've brought on it's nothing but shame.

(Fighting Men From Crossmaglen)
[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
Oh, and when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.

[Verse]
We'll not give up, (Will we fuck!), Until we're free!
Until Ireland is out of British hands,
We'll never rest! Until we see!
Britannia's rule driven from our land. (Where!)

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
Aye, and when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
And when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, the fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die, (Will never die!)
And when we hear the battle cry,
It will be the fighting men of Crossmaglen.