American Old Time Song Lyrics: 25 When Ireland Belongs To The Irish Again
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 25
WHEN IRELAND BELONGS TO THE IRISH AGAIN.
Copyright, 1888, by Chas. D. Blake & Co.
Words and Music by John McGuirk.
Come all you true-born Irishmen, wherever you may be,
And I will sing a song in praise of home and liberty;
The subject is old Ireland, boys, the country of our birth,
Whose people are unhappy, and their spirits crushed to earth.
But soon the time is coming on when we shall strike the blow.
And struggle with determined strength to lay the tyrant low;
So cast aside false scruples, boys, and never mind your fears.
We'll give to Ireland, when she calls, a million volunteers.
Then we'll stand by the green and we never will turn back,
Like the Irish of Fontenoy, true sons of Paddy Whack;
We'll never leave the field 'till our foes fall down like rain,
And Ireland belongs to the Irish again.
Our men will come from every clime unto their native shore,
When Ireland has her freedom and owns British rule no more;
Surrounded by united friends like freemen we will stand,
And praise to God and songs of joy will ring throughout the land.
Then here's success to Erin's cause and sound the battle cry,
And let each Irishman resolve to conquer or to die;
And when the green flag is unfurled we'll hail it with three cheers,
And give to Erin, when she calls, a million volunteers.-Chorus.