When boyhoods fire was in my blood
I read of ancient freemen
for Greece and rome who bravely stood
300 men and 3 men
and then I prayed I yet might see
our fetters rent in twain
and Ireland long a province be
a nation once again

a nation once again
a nation once again
and Ireland long a province be
a nation once again

And from that time through wildest woe
that hope has shown a far light
nor could loves brightest summer glow
outshine that solemn starlight
it seemed to watch above my head
in forum field and fame
it's angels voice sang round my bed
a nation once again

It whispered too that freedoms ark
and service high and holy
would be profaned by feeling dark
and passions vain or lowly
for freedom comes from God's right hand
and needs a godly train
and righteous men must make our land
a nation once again

Writer(s): T. Davis, Dominic Behan<br>Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com