Up the Republic, they raise their battle cry,
Pearse and McDermott will
pray for you on high,
Eager and ready, for love of you they die
Proud march the soldiers of the Rearguard.
of the Rearguard, answering Ireland's call,
Hark their martial tramp is heard from Cork to Donegal,
Wolfe Love and
Emmett guide you, though your task be hard,
De Valera leads you, soldiers of the Legion of the Rearguard.
the morning, through flame and shot and shell,
Now rally Ireland, your sons who love you well
Pledged, they'll defend
you, through death or prison cell
Wait for the soldiers of the Rearguard.
Crimson the roadside, the prison wall,
Proof of their valour, go sleep in peace ye brave,
Comrade tread lightly, you're near a hero's grave,
die the soldiers of the Rearguard.