Traditional Irish Songs
Proudly the note of the trumpet is sounding Loudly the
war-cries arise on the gale Fleetly the steed by Lough Swilly is bounding
To join the thick squadrons on Saimier's green vale! On every mountaineer!
Strangers to flight or fear! Rush to the standard of dauntless Red Hugh!
Bonnaught and gallowglass, throng from each mountain pass! Onward for Erin!
Princely O'Neill to our aid is advancing With many a chieftain
and warrior clan! A thousand proud steeds in his vanguard are prancing
'Neath the Borderers brave from the banks of the Bann! Many a heart shall
quail under it's coat-of-mail, Deeply the merciless foeman shall rue When
on his ear shall ring, borne on the breeze's wing Tyr Connell's dread war
cry: O'Donnell abu!
Wildly o'er Desmond the war-wolf is howling Fearless the
eagle sweeps over the plain; The fox in the streets of the city is prowling
And all who would conquer them are banished, or slain! On with O'Donnell
then! Fight the good fight again! Sons of Tyr Connell are valiant and true!
Make the proud Saxon feel Erin's avenging steel! Strike! For your Country!