[Intro]
Once more, throughout her hills and vales
The voice of Ulster called
And her echoing wail on the northern gale
Resounds of Limerick's walls
Oh, but not in vain! Her cry of pain, though heard by one, alone
Oh, for to her heed, with gun and blade, came Sean, from Garryowen

[Verse 1]
It was on a dreary New Year's Eve
As the shades of night fell down
When the lorry load of volunteers
Approached a border town
There were men from Dublin and from Cork, Fermanagh, and Tyrone
You're on your own!
But the leader was a Limerick man
Sean South from Garryowen

[Verse 2]
And as they moved along the street
Up to the barrack door
They had scorned the danger they might meet
The fate that lay in store
They were fighting for old Ireland
To claim their very own
And the foremost of that gallant band
Was South from Garryowen
[Verse 3]
But the sergeant spied their daring plan
He spied them through the door
Then the Sten guns and the rifles peeled
A hail of death did pour
And when that awful night was o'er
Two men lay cold as stone
There was one from near the border
And one from Garryowen

[Interlude]
Those men now lie, by Pearse's side
Who faced the dark, alone
For they did not fear the RUC
Or specialists on patrol
For they chose to fight for a nation's rights
One land, claimed their own
Young O'Hanlon from that boarder town
Sean South from Garryowen

[Verse 4]
No more he will hear the seagull's cry
O'er the murmuring Shannon tide
For he fell beneath a northern sky
Brave O'Hanlon by his side
He has gone to join that gallant band
Of Plunkett, Pearse, and Tone
Well told!
Another martyr for old Ireland
Sean South from Garryowen
[Outro]
It was on a dreary New Year's Eve
As the shades of night fell down
When the lorry load of volunteers
Approached a border town
There were men from Dublin and from Cork, Fermanagh, and Tyrone
You're on your own!
But the leader was a Limerick man
Sean South from Garryowen
Yes, the leader was a Limerick man
Sean South from Garryowen