[Intro]
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!

(The Boys Of The Old Brigade)
[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 to those far off distant days,
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.

[Hook]
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!

(On The One Road)
[Chorus]
We're on the one road, sharing the one load, we're on the road to God knows where,
We're on the one road, it may be the wrong road, but we're together, now who cares?
North men, south men, comrades all, Dublin, Belfast, Cork and Donegal,
We're on the one road, swinging along, singing 'The Soldier's Song'.

[Verse]
Though we've had our troubles now and then,
Now is the time to make them up again,
Sure aren't we all Irish anyhow,
Now is the time to step together now.

[Chorus]
We're on the one road, sharing the one load, we're on the road to God knows where,
We're on the one road, it may be the wrong road, but we're together, now who cares?
North men, south men, comrades all, Dublin, Belfast, Cork and Donegal,
We're on the one road, swinging along, singing 'The Soldier's Song'.

[Hook]
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!

(The Broad Black Brimmer)
[Verse]
There's a uniform that's hanging in what's known as father's room,
A uniform so simple in its style,
It's got no braid of gold or silk, no hat with feathered plume,
Yet me mother has preserved it all the while.

One day she made me try it on, a wish of mine for years,
"In memory of your father, dear", she said,
And when I put the Sam Browne on, she was smiling through her tears,
She placed the broad black brimmer on me head.

[Chorus]
It's just a broad black brimmer, ribbons frayed and torn,
By the careless whisk of manys a mountain breeze,
An old trench coat that's all battle-stained and worn,
And breeches almost threadbare at the knees.

A Sam Browne belt with the buckle big and strong,
And a holster that's been empty manys a day, (But not for long!)
But when men claim Ireland's freedom, the one she'll choose to lead them,
Will wear the broad black brimmer of the IRA.

[Verse]
It was the uniform being worn by me father long ago,
When he reached me mother's homestead on the run,
It was the uniform being worn in that little church below,
Old Father Mac, he blessed the pair as one.

After truce and treaty and the parting of the ways,
He wore it when he marched out with the rest, (And the best!)
And when they bore his body down that rugged heather braes,
They placed the broad black brimmer on his breast.

[Chorus]
It's just a broad black brimmer, ribbons frayed and torn,
By the careless whisk of manys a mountain breeze,
An old trench coat that's all battle-stained and worn,
And breeches almost threadbare at the knees.

A Sam Browne belt with a buckle big and strong,
And a holster that's been empty manys a day, (But not for long!)
But when men claim Ireland's freedom, the one she'll choose to lead them,
Will wear the broad black brimmer of the IRA.

(Celtic Symphony)
[Intro]
Do, do, do, do, do...,
Do, do, do, do, do...,
Do, do, do, do, do...,
Do, do, do, do, do....

[Verse]
Far across the sea,
When the devil got a hold of me,
He wouldn't set me free,
He kept me soul for ransom,
Na, na, na, na, na....

I'm a sailor man from Glasgow town,
I roamed the world around and round,
He's the meanest thing that I have found,
In all me days of wandering,
Na, na, na, na, na....

I could see his evil eyes,
Then he took me by surprise,
"Take me to your Paradise,
I want to see the Jungle",
Na, na, na, na, na....

[Pre-Chorus]
Here we go again, we're on the road again,
We're on the road again, we're on our way to Paradise,
We love the Jungle deep, that's where the lion sleeps,
For them, those evil eyes, they have no place in paradise,

[Chorus]
And it says,
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!
Ooh, ah, up the, ooh, Ooh, ah, up, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ah, up the RA, say ooh, ah, up the RA!.