Lyrics:

Chuaigh m? na Rosann ar chuairt
gur bhreathnaigh m? uaim an sp?ir
is thart f? na hoile?in ? thuaidh
Mar eilit agus c? 'na diaidh
S? d?arfadh gach duine f?n chuan
? tharla m? nuas f?n ch?idh
Nach maith a aithnighim ar do ghruaim
gur fear th? bhfuil an t?ir na dhiaidh.

Casadh domh an ainnir dheas ?g,
ach m? casadh s? a labhair go g?ar:
M?s fear th? a bhaineas do mhnaoi ?ig,
cha mholaim r?-mh?r do thrade!
Chonaic m? fear ar t?r m?r
is ? ag siubhail gan bhr?ig inn?;
is d?igh liom gur thusa an fear ?g
is go bhfuil ort an t?ir do dhiaidh.

Thit muid i dtuirse s i mbr?n
is dfhiafraigh m? den ?igbhean chaoin
C? bhfuighimis gloine le h-?l
a dt?gfadh an br?n d?r gcro??
T? teach beag ar leath-taobh an r?d
is coinnigheann s? i gc?na? braon
gabh thusa agus buail ar an bhord
is n? dh?olfaidh do ph?ca? aon phingin.

Cha rabh muid i bhfad ag gabh?il cheoil
gur chruinnigh go leor un toighe
achan fhear is a ghloine na dhorn
le comh-mh?radh a thabhairt don d?s
Bh? biot?ilte fairsing go leor,
cha rabh beag?n dh? ?l sa t?r,
is d? dtarraingeoinn-sa gal?n U? Dhomhnaill,
bfhurast mo sc?r a dh?ol

Tharla m? isteach i dtoigh an ?il
agus bfhaiteach go leor m? le suidhe
ar eagla go dtiocfadh an t?ir
is go mbainf? an ?igbhean d?om
Nuair a fuair muid gach n? mar ba ch?ir
agus mheas m? gur ch?ir domh suidhe,
s? duirt s?: B? thusa ag gabh?il cheoil
is n? dh?olfaidh do ph?ca? aon phingin.

Nuair a lig muid d?inn tuirse is br?n
s? dfhiafraigh an ?igbhean d?om
C? mb?onn t? do ch?na? sa l?
nuair nach gcoinnigheann t? cr? duit f?in?
B?m-sa seal dtoigh an ?il,
cha nd?anaim-sa l?n don phingin:
An m?id ?d a shaothraim sa l?
a chaithim le sp?rt san o?ch.