Though weґve had our troubles now and then
Nowґs the time to make them up again
Sure arenґt we all Irish anyhow
Nowґs the time to get together, now!
Tinker, tailor, every motherґs son
Butcher, baker, shouldering his gun
Rich man, poor man, every man in line
All together now like auld lang syne
The night is darkest just before the dawn
From dissension Ireland is reborn
Soon weґll al united Irishmen
Make our land a nation once again
Weґre on the one road sharing the one load
Weґre on the road to God knows where
Weґre on the one road, it maybe the wrong road
But weґre together now who cares
North men, south men, comrades all
Dublin, Belfast, Cork and Donegal
Weґre on the one road, swinginґ along
Singinґ a soldiers song