Intro verse, spoken:
The history of Ireland's a history of oppression and the struggle of the people against it. The history of grasping landlords and conniving politicians, who sought to deprive the people of their birthright
At regular times in Ireland's past, these grievances have boiled over. And the ordinary people have acted in the only way open to them: rebellion

(Chorus)
Oh, wrap the green flag 'round me, boys
To die werе far more sweet
With Erin's noble emblеm, boys
To be my winding sheet

(Verse)
In life, I loved to see it wave
And follow where it led
But now my eyes grow dim, my hand
Would grasp its last bright shred

(Chorus)
Then wrap the green flag 'round me, boys
To die were far more sweet
With Erin's noble emblem, boys
To be my winding sheet