Me Old Howth Gun

There is sorrow in me heart oh me old Howth gun
Since we lately had to part oh me old Howth gun
In Ireland's day of need ah you proved a friend indeed
When you made the bullets speed oh me old Howth gun

I was glad when you were near oh me old Howth gun
For the foeman did I fear oh me old Howth gun
When your bark and bitter bite put the Saxon course to flight
And he didn't stop to fight oh me old Howth gun

Oh how glorious was your feel oh me old Howth gun
When you made a Saxon reel oh me old Howth gun
When the lancers trim and neat came chargin' down O'Connell street
And they beat a grim retreat oh me old Howth gun

Oh the parting it was sore oh me old Howth gun
Shall I ne'er see you no more oh me old Howth gun
There's glorious hopes that we could have set ould Ireland free
Now you're parted far from me oh me old Howth gun

Oh the day will surely come oh me old Howth gun
When I join the fighting men oh me old Howth gun
In some brave determined band
I will surely take my stand
For the freedom of our land oh me old Howth gun