[Verse]
"Oh, father, why are you so sad, on this bright Easter morn?
When Irish men are proud and glad of the land where they were born",
"Oh, son, I see in memories view of far off distant day,
When being just a lad like you I joined the IRA."

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.

[Verse]
"From hill and farm, the call to arm was heard by one and all,
And down the glen came brave young men to answer Ireland's call,
Twas long ago we faced the foe, the Old Brigade and me,
And by my side they fought and died that Ireland might be free."

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.

[Verse]
"And now, my boy, I've told you why, on Easter morn I sigh,
For I recall my comrades all, in dark old days gone by,
I think of men who fought in glen with rifles and grenades,
May heaven keep those men who sleep from the ranks of the Old Brigade."

[Chorus]
Where are the lads who stood with me,
When history was made?
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.

[Outro]
Oh, grá mo chroí, I long to see,
The boys of the Old Brigade.