Of all the nations under the sun,
Dear Erin does truly excel;
For friendship, for valor, for fun,
‘Tis fam’d, as the world can tell;
The boys are all hearty, the girls
Sweet daughters of beauty they prove,
The lads they ne’er dread any perils,
The lasses are brimful of love.

Then Hurrah! For the Emerald Isle!
Where shillelaghs and shamrocks abound,
May peace and prosperity smile
O’er the land and its natives around

Our forefathers tell us St. Pat.,
Drove vermin away from our shore,
The shamrock he bless’d and for that
He told us while time should remain,
Still happy would be the gay sod
And bloom in the midst of the main,
By the footsteps of friendship still trod.

Then Hurrah! For the Emerald Isle!
Where shillelaghs and shamrocks abound,
May peace and prosperity smile
O’er the land and its natives around

As for heroes, we have them in plenty,
From gallant old Brian Boroimhe,
In battles, faith, upwards of twenty
He lathered the Danes black and blue.
Like lions they fought on the strand,
And may their descendants for ever
Protect their own beautiful land

Then Hurrah! For the Emerald Isle!
Where shillelaghs and shamrocks abound,
May peace and prosperity smile
O’er the land and its natives around