Soldiers Of 22

I sing no song of the long ago
Of the warriors staunch and bold
Who bore their spears on the Irish hills
In the golden days of old
But I raise a rand for our own dear lads
The loyal, the brave and true
Who flung their lives in the Bearn of Well
The soldiers of twenty-two

When they heard the call of a cause laid low
They sprang to their guns again
And the pride of all was the first to fall
The glory of our fighting men

In the days to come when with pipe and drum
You follow the ways they knew
When their praise you sing let the echoes ring
With the memory of Cahillbrough

Brave Liam Lynch on the mountainside
Fell a victim to the foe
And Dinni Lacy for Ireland died
In the glen of Aherlow
Neil Boyle and Quinn from the north came down
To stand with the faithful few
And we'll sing their praise in the freedom days
Among the heroes of twenty-two

Some fell in the proud red rush of war
And some by the treacherous blow
Like the martyrs four in Dublin town
And their comrades at Drumboe
And a hundred more in the barrack square
And by lonely roadsides too
Without fear they died and we speak with pride