[Verse]
Say, "What of Kildare, is she waking or sleeping?"
The day of our testing is growing apace,
As mighty as winter-tossed billows on leaping,
Wild farrahs ring out from the lips of our race.

And what of Kildare, ever foremost and ready,
Whenever the war flag was raised for the right,
She's lifted her standard, true hearted and steady
Kildare ought be in the thick of fight.

[Chorus]
From Naas to Maynooth rings the slogan of 'Freedom',
From Newbridge to Leixlip, Kilcock to Athy,
The men from Kildarra are there when we need them,
They know how to fight and they know how to die.

[Verse]
To the shrine of St. Brigid, whose lamp ever burning,
Shone out like a star on the ramparts of God,
The home of Lord Edward, our eagle of morning,
Could traitors abide on so sacred a sod.

Could fear of defeat or despair of a morrow.
Find place where the ashes of Tone are at rest.
Is there room for a coward or time for a sorrow.
With "Croom a boo" watchword and oak tree for crest.

[Chorus]
From Naas to Maynooth rings the slogan of 'Freedom',
From Newbridge to Leixlip, Kilcock to Athy,
The men from Kildarra are there when we need them,
They know how to fight and they know how to die.

[Verse]
Sure the challenge she threw in the face of the foeman,
Of old when her clans flashed her falchions in air,
Is still to the fore for the finish but no man,
Shall humble the shield of Fitzgerald's Kildare.

Unconquered, invincible, steadfast forever,
With a hand for the south and the north and the west,
The foremost in onset their latest to waver,
She stands with the counties, the first and the best

[Chorus]
From Naas to Maynooth rings the slogan of 'Freedom',
From Newbridge to Leixlip, Kilcock to Athy,
The men from Kildarra are there when we need them,
They know how to fight and they know how to die.

[Verse]
Kildare is awake for she never has slumbered,
Whenever the summons to battle went forth,
The deeds of her dead, the bravest are numbered,
The sons of her soil are the salt of the earth.

As true as the Liffey that sweeps ever onward,
Through sunshine and storming, through shadow and light,
Kildare holds her standard aloft in the vanguard,
Kildare ought to be in the thick of the fight.

[Chorus]
From Naas to Maynooth rings the slogan of 'Freedom',
From Newbridge to Leixlip, Kilcock to Athy,
The men from Kildarra are there when we need them,
They know how to fight and they know how to die.

[Verse]
There the spirit of liberty hovers unsleeping,
Where rebels and martyrs found birth in a grave,
The murdered of Mullaghmast watch still are keeping,
O'er fields never trod by the foot of a slave.