[Verse]
I'll sing a song of the bravest men,
That famous fighting unit from Armagh,
They are the men of Crossmaglen,
Among the bravest Irelands ever saw. (Where?)

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, that fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die,
And when you hear that battle cry,
It will be the fighting men from Crossmaglen.

[Verse]
At night you'll hear bazookas roar,
Armalites are heard across the land,
The IRA, their spirits soar,
They know the reckoning has come to hand. (Where?)

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, that fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die,
And when you hear that battle cry,
It will be the fighting men from Crossmaglen.

[Verse]
That British scum, they do fear,
That never again they'll see their cursed shore, (Why?)
Because they know they'll pay dear,
The boys will even Ireland's bloody score. (Where?)

[Chorus]
In Crossmaglen, that fire burns true,
The patriotic flame will never die,
And when you hear that battle cry,
It will be the fighting men from Crossmaglen.

[Outro]
And when you hear that battle cry,
It will be the fighting men from Crossmaglen.