[Verse]
When boyhood's fire was in my blood, I read of ancient freemen,
For Greece and Rome who bravely stood, three hundred men and three men,
And there I prayed I yet might see, our fetters rent in twain,
And Ireland, long a province be a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province be a nation once again.

[Verse]
It whispered too, that freedom's ark and service high and holy,
Would be prepared by feelings dark and passion vain or lowly,
For freedom comes from God's right hand and needs a godly train,
And righteous men must make our land a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province be a nation once again.

[Verse]
As I grew from boy to man, I bent me to that bidding,
My spirit of each selfish plan and cruel passion ridding,
But yet, I hoped some day to aid, oh, can such hope be vain,
When my dear country will be made a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province be a nation once again.

[Chorus]
A nation once again, a nation once again,
And Ireland, long a province be a nation once again.