歌词
There is sorrow in my heart
Oh, me old howth gun
Since we lately had to part
Oh, me old howth gun
In Ireland's day of need
How you proved a friend indeed
When you made the bullet speed
Oh, me old howth gun
I was glad when you were near
Oh, me old howth gun
For the foe man did I fear
Oh, me old howth gun
When your bark and bitter bite
Put the Saxon curse to flight
And ye didn't stop to fight
Oh, me old howth gun
Oh, how glorious was your feel
Oh, me old howth gun
When you made the Saxon reel
Oh, me old howth gun
When the lads so trim and neat
Came charging down O'Connell Street
And they beat a grim retreat
Oh, me old howth gun
Ooh, the parting it was sore
Oh, me old howth gun
Shall I ne'er see you no more
Oh, me old howth gun
There's glorious hopes that we
Could have set old Ireland free
Now ye've parted far from me
Oh, me old howth gun
Oh, the day will surely come
Oh, me old howth gun
When I'll join the fighting men
Oh, me old howth gun
In some brave determined band
I will surely take my stand
For the freedom of our land
Oh, me old howth gun
