They came across the ocean

In search of liberty

Escaping persecution

Famine and poverty

Signed up for bloodshed

New home a battleground

Send in the Irish

So courageous and renowned

Sons of Erin

Marching gallantly

Into a storm of lead

Forward! Clear the way!

Sons of Erin

Charging valiantly

Across that bloody space

Forward! Clear the way!

The hills alive with murder

The sky so cold and grey

The general gives the order

“Irish! Clear the way!”

Bodies fall like leaves in autumn

From the wall at Marye’s heights

Shot and shell ripping through them

A cold horrific sight

Sons of Erin

Marching gallantly

Into a storm of lead

Forward! Clear the way!

Sons of Erin

Charging valiantly

Across that bloody space

Forward! Clear the way!

Intrepid sons with heads held high

Go where glory awaits you

Your absolution under fire

If the Lord above takes you

Fight, stand tall, prevail

Your brothers surround you

Fight, stand tall, prevail

Your courage defines you

Charge through the dead and dying

No surrender, no retreat

Their brothers paid the price

They’ll never smell defeat

Raise high the emerald colors

For all field to see

They charged into the slaughter

With faith and dignity

Sons of Erin

Marching gallantly

Into a storm of lead

Forward! Clear the way!

Sons of Erin

Charging valiantly

Across that bloody space

Forward! Clear the way!

Intrepid sons with heads held high

Go where glory awaits you

Your absolution under fire

If the Lord above takes you

Fight, stand tall, prevail

Your brothers surround you

Fight, stand tall, prevail

Your courage defines you

Intrepid sons with heads held high

Go where glory awaits you

Your absolution under fire

If the Lord above takes you

Fight, stand tall, prevail

Your brothers surround you

Fight, stand tall, prevail

Your courage defines all you are

I’m a hussar, I’m a Hun, I’m a wretched Englishman

Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo

I’m a dragoon on a dun, I’m a Cossack on the run

I’m a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

Well I’s with Custer and the 7th in ‘76 or ‘77

Scalped at Little Big Horn by the Sioux

And the tears and devastation of a once proud warrior nation

This I know ‘cause I was riding with them too

And I drank mare’s blood on the run when I rode with the Great Khan

On the frozen Mongol steppe while at his height

And I’s a White Guard, I’s a Red Guard, I’s the Tsar’s own palace horse guard

When Romanov was murdered in the night

And I knew Saladin and rode his swift Arabians

Harassing doomed crusaders on their heavy drafts

And yet I rode the Percheron against the circling Saracen

Once again against myself was cast

Well I’m a hussar, I’m a Hun, I’m a wretched Englishman

Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo

I’m a dragoon on a dun, I’m a Cossack on the run

I’m a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

Well I’ve worn the Mounties’ crimson, if you’re silent and you’ll listen

You’ll know that it was with them that I stood

When Mayerthorpe, she cried, as her four horsemen died

Gunned down in scarlet, cold as blood

I’s the ‘fustest with the mostest’ when I fought for Bedford Forrest

Suffered General Wilson’s Union raid

And mine was not to reason why, mine was but to do and die

At Crimea with the charging light brigade

On hire from Swiss or Sweden, be me Christian, be me heathen

The devil to the sabre I shall put

With a crack flanking maneuver, I’m an uhlan alles uber

Striking terror into regiment of foot

Well I’m a hussar, I’m a Hun, I’m a wretched Englishman

Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo

I’m a dragoon on a dun, I’m a Cossack on the run

I’m a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

I knew my days were numbered when o’er the trenches lumbered

More modern machinations de la guerre

No match for rapid fire or the steel birds of the sky

With a final rear guard action I retreat

No match for barbered wire or the armored engines whine

Reluctant I retire and take my leave

Today I ride with special forces on those wily Afghan horses

Dostum’s Northern Alliance give their thanks

And no matter defeat or victory, in battle it occurs to me

That we may see a swelling in our ranks

I’m a hussar, I’m a Hun, I’m a wretched Englishman

Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo

I’m a dragoon on a dun, I’m a Cossack on the run

I’m a horse soldier, timeless, through and through

I’m a horse soldier, eternal, through and through

I’s with the Aussies at Beersheba took the wells so badly needed

And with the Polish lancers charging German tanks

Saw Ross’ mount shot down at Washingtown the night we burned the White House down

And cursed the sack of York and sons of Yanks

Well I had one pint of beer, and one shot of scotch,

One bottle of wine, and a bourbon on the rocks

I had one lassie on me right, another on the left,

I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

A long time ago, in a pub far away,

I sat on a barstool, just drinking away,

I couldn’t hold it down, I guess I had too much

I felt a tremor in the Force and then I lost my lunch

I woke up in a desert land, feeling hot and sick,

I saw a bearded man, he looked like some kind of hick,

He slowly waved his hand, and my pain was gone

He said, “Let’s go see Yoda, and I’ll teach you this song.”

I had one pint of beer, and one shot of scotch,

One bottle of wine, and a bourbon on the rocks

I had one lassie on me right, another on the left,

I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

We got on a starship, and I flew off into space

He said his name was Obi-Wan, there was no time to waste,

"I have to get you trained before it’s too late,

So drink this bottle of whisky, and don’t give in to hate."

My training went on, and I’d drank most of the bar

We had to stop for supplies on the nearest Death Star

I learned to control my fear, and hold my alcohol

Soon I was able to stand when Obi-Wan would fall.

I had one pint of beer, and one shot of scotch,

One bottle of wine, and a bourbon on the rocks

I had one lassie on me right, another on the left,

I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

Sat down beside him and looked him in the eye

He looked right back at me, and said, “You judge me by my size”

Obi-Wan said, “Careful, for Yoda is the best”

I said, “Ok shorty, bring on this test!”

I could tell you how it ended, I could tell you some lies.

Let’s just say, that on this night the Force was on his side

I got all riled up, they threw me in the jail

I said, “I don’t believe it!” Yoda said that’s why I fail!

One pint of beer, and one shot of scotch,

One bottle of wine, and a bourbon on the rocks

I had one lassie on me right, another on the left,

I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

I had one pint of beer, and one shot of scotch,

One bottle of wine, and a bourbon on the rocks

I had one lassie on me right, another on the left,

I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

Yeah I looked that puppet in the eye and said give me the test

Well I looked that little runt right in the eyes…