The Irish Roar

The Irish Roar

Fair auld pride for the county I

was called upon to lead.

Was born and bred with a braisened head

By a wild Atlantic sea.

Through fear we ride

And death we stride

And face a life of toil.

We're marching on where we belong

On irelands rugged soil.

So run and power on and power on

And follow me

I'll bring you to the light,

In through the fight

As men we live and bleed.

So fear be gone and blood be on

Our tweed and garments wore.

And men will pray and rue the day

They hear the Irish roar

Love Ireland

Bleed ireland

Live ireland

Breathe ireland

Lift ireland

Lead ireland

Be I.R.E.L.A.N.D.

(Glóir, Croí, Grá, Éire)

We are but land and grit and sand,

And bog and stone and flame.

Our spirits wake through crashing lakes

And songs without a name.

From Clare to Down, From hill to town,

The bloodline runs afar.

And every grave where good men lay

Shall guide us through the dark.

So rise and power on and power on

And follow me

I'll lead you through the light, into the fight,

As men we shall but lead.

Our mothers weep, their sorrows deep

But know the cause is true.

For every son that bears a gun,

A thousand more will do.

Love Ireland

Bleed ireland

Live ireland

Breathe ireland

Lift ireland

Lead ireland

Be I.R.E.L.A.N.D.