Well you've read in history's pages
The heroes of great fame
The deeds they've done the battles won
And how they've made their name
But the boys that made the history
For the orange, white and green
Were the boys who died in
Dublin town in Nineteen Sixteen
Meet the boys from Kerry
Meet the boys from Clare
Dublin, Wicklow, Donegal
And the boys from old Kildare
Some came from a land beyond the sea
From Boston and New York
But the boys that beat the Black and Tans
Were the boys from the County Cork
Let Erin remember the days of old
Ere her faithless sons betrayed her
When Malachy wore the collar of gold
Which he won from the proud invader
When the kings with standards of green unfurled
Led the Red Branch knights to danger
Ere the Emerald gem of the Western world
Was set in the crown of a stranger
On Lough Neagh's bank as the fisherman strays
In the clear cold eve declining
He sees the round towers of other days
In the waves beneath him shining
But shall memory often in dreams sublime
Catch a glimpse of days that are over
Thus sighing look through the waves of time
For the long-faded glories they cover
Let Erin remember the days of old
Ere her faithless sons betrayed her
When Malachy wore the collar of gold
Which he won from the proud invader
When the kings with standards of green unfurled
Led the Red Branch knights to danger
Ere the Emerald gem of the Western world
Was set in the crown of a stranger
Now Cork gave us MacSwiney
A martyr for to die
And Wicklow gave us Dwyer
In days now long gone by
And Dublin gave us Padraig Pearse
McBride and Cathal Brugha
And America gave us de Valera
To lead old Ireland too
Meet the boys from Kerry
Meet the boys from Clare
Dublin, Wicklow, Donegal
And the boys from old Kildare
Some came from a land beyond the sea
From Boston and New York
But the boys that beat the Black and Tans
Were the boys from the County Cork