Come shoulder, boys, to shoulder now,
The dawn is reddening o'er,
The hills that circle Ireland's brow,
The seas that ring her shore.

Then hark from out the deathless past,
Our fathers' voices call,
"For Ireland first and Ireland last
And Ireland over all."

For this dear land our fathers fought,
For her our martyrs died,
And could we gain the gall they sought,
We'd freely die with pride.

Then would those skies be overcast,
Bring out your slogan call,
"Old Ireland first and Ireland last,
And Ireland over all."

Oh, were Lord Ed would be here today,
Or fearless Father John,
Their spirits to our soul would say,
"Keep fighting, fighting on."

"Unfurl your banner to the blast
And let your slogan call,
Dear Ireland first and Ireland last,
And Ireland over all."

Then shoulder, boys, to shoulder, still,
As through the weary night,
We'll stand till freedom's banner will,
In glory and in might.

Float proudly o'er this mountain blessed,
And we around did fall,
Here's Ireland first and Ireland last,
And Ireland over all.

For Ireland first and Ireland last,
And Ireland over all.