There is sorrow in me heart oh me old Howth gun Since we lately had to part oh me old Howth gun In Ireland's day of need ah you proved a friend indeed When you made the bullets speed oh me old Howth gun I was glad when you were near oh me old Howth gun For the foeman did I fear oh me old Howth gun When your bark and bitter bite put the Saxon course to flight And he didn't stop to fight oh me old Howth gun Oh how glorious was your feel oh me old Howth gun When you made a Saxon reel oh me old Howth gun When the lancers trim and neat came chargin' down O'Connell street And they beat a grim retreat oh me old Howth gun Oh the parting it was sore oh me old Howth gun Shall I ne'er see you no more oh me old Howth gun There's glorious hopes that we could have set ould Ireland free Now you're parted far from me oh me old Howth gun Oh the day will surely come oh me old Howth gun When I join the fighting men oh me old Howth gun In some brave determined band I will surely take my stand For the freedom of our land oh me old Howth gun