You Irishmen both one and all wherever you may be
Come raise your voice in sorrow and mourn along with me
The death of our five darling sons fills us with sad dismay
They died at Edentubber on a 'drear November Day
In Fifty-Six as Ulster's sons waged war on England's Queen
The call rang forth this island through to all who love the green
The brave and true then left their
Homes and challenged England's might
As they helped the heroes of the North in that unequal fight
From Wexford came George Keegan with a heart as true as steel
Along with brave young Parle for to man the Barnabuail
Young Craven came from Newry and Paul Smith from Armagh town
For twelve long months they battled with the forces of the crown
And Michael Watters of County Louth at the age of fifty four
Was still as true as Roisin Dubh as he was in days of yore
In his cottage by the Border he gave a friendly hand
To the freedom fighters on the run with them he took his stand
On the eleventh of November I am sorry to relate
Mike Watters and those brave young men met with a cruel fate
On their way to hit the foreign foe as they left the cottage door
A landmine it exploded and they're gone forevermore
In Newry there is sorrow and in Armagh city grand
For two brave men who lost their lives in the fight to free their land
And Louth and Wexford mourn too the death of gallant sons
Old Ireland's lost five noble men who feared no British guns