BOLD HIBERNIAN BOYS.
Copyright, 18760, by Wm. A. Pond & Co.
Words by Edward Harrigan. Music by Dave Braham.
Let's sing a song as we march along for the land where the grass grows green,
Our em'rald isle, where lassies smile like a bright May morn sunbeam.
For fighting or for pleasure, we are the ladies' joy;
For fun beyond all measure, call the bold Hibernian boys.
We're sons of Erin's isle, free-hearted all the while,
Happy Irish lads are we, who never fear no noise;
Loyally we stand for dear old Ireland,
Hip, hip, hip, hip, hurrah! for the bold Hibernian boys.
You may search this wide world all around, from France to Hindostan,
Where'er you roam, it's a truth well known, you'll find an Irishman,
Quick-witted, always ready to welcome you with joy;
It's Jack, Dan, Mike or Teddy, each bold Hibernian boy.- Chorus.
Then cheer, boys, cheer, for Erin dear, the home of Thomas Moore,
O'Connell and brave Emmet, and such heroes by the score;
Our country's persecutions old time can not alloy,
Justice the resolution of each bold Hibernian boy.- Chorus.