From Dublin they came

And from Belfast and Cork

To the land of the streets paved with gold

The reality though

Left them lonely and poor

Many suffered in hunger and cold

But they struggled for years

And they helped build a nation

The 69th Regiment fought

Through those four years of Hell

They stood by their banner

Gave their lives up with nary a thought

"Faugh A Ballagh!"

they would shout as they charged

And the Irish lost some of their best

At the end of the horror

Many fine Irish lads

Turned their horses and dreams to the west

There were cattle to herd

And new towns to build

And those fellas were up to the task

And they worked till they bled

And they helped tame the land

Peace and freedom was all that they asked

So I’ll raise up a glass

To those lads who wore green

And who bravely charged into the fray

Your new country salutes you

You brave Irish lads

Bless the sons of St. Patrick today

Sons of St. Patrick