[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Erin dear we fall.

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

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Erin dear we fall.

[Verse]
Climbed they up the rugged stair, rang their voices loud in prayer,
But England's fatal cord around them cast,
Close beside the gallows tree kissed like brothers lovingly,
True to home and faith and freedom to the last.

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Erin dear we fall.

[Verse]
Never till the latest day shall their memory pass away,
Of those gallant lives thus given towards our land,
Ah, but on the cause must go, amidst joy or weal or woe,
Till we make our isle a nation free and grand.

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Erin dear we fall.

[Chorus]
"God save Ireland!" Cried the heroes,
"God save Ireland!" Cried they all,
Whether on the scaffold high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, what matter when, for Erin dear we fall.