[Verse]
Your friends around Dungiven town,
They miss you, Kevin, still,
Your memory lingers in their hearts,
We know it always will.

Your sacrifice fans up the flame,
That never will be drowned,
Though you are gone, we'll struggle on,
For the harp without the crown.

[Chorus]
Let touts and traitors do their worst,
Our flag we'll still hold high,
We have men yet like Kevin Lynch,
Who will not stand idly by.

[Verse]
In childhood years you saw the rise,
Of your people from their knees,
Demanding only civil rights,
They were beaten savagеly.

On that dark Derry Sunday,
Fourteen brave men shot down,
Through Irеland's woe your love did grow,
For the harp without the crown.

[Chorus]
Let touts and traitors do their worst,
Our flag we'll still hold high,
We have men yet like Kevin Lynch,
Who will not stand idly by.

[Verse]
Fight on you Irish volunteers,
For victory is sure,
We'll drive the strangers from our land,
We'll free our native shore.

The world will see that Ireland free,
Will be our battlecry,
While we have men like Kevin Lynch,
Who will not stand idly by.

[Chorus]
Let touts and traitors do their worst,
Our flag we'll still hold high,
We have men yet like Kevin Lynch,
Who will not stand idly by.

[Outro]
We have men yet like Kevin Lynch,
Who will not stand idly by.