While we honor in song and story
The memory of Pearse and McBride
Whose names are illumined in glory
By martyrs who long have since died
Forget not the boys of Kilmichael
Who feared not the might of the foe
The day that they marched into battle
They laid all the Black and Tans low
So here's to the boys of Kilmichael
Those brave lads so gallant and true
They fought 'neath the green flag of Erin
And conquered the red white and blue
On the 28th day of November
The Tans left the town of Macroom
They were seated in two Crossley Tenders
That were bringing them straight to their doom
They were all on the road to Kilmichael
And never expecting to stop
They there met the boys from the column
Who made a clean sweep of the lot
So here's to the boys of Kilmichael
Those brave lads so gallant and true
They fought 'neath the green flag of Erin
And conquered the red white and blue
The sun in the west it was sinking
'Twas the eve of a cold winter's day
When the Tans we were eagerly waiting
Sailed into the spot where we lay
And over the hill came the echo
The peal of the rifle and gun
And the flames from the lorries brought tidings
That the boys of Kilmichael had won
So here's to the boys of Kilmichael
Those brave lads so gallant and true
They fought 'neath the green flag of Erin
And conquered the red white and blue
The lorries were ours before twilight
And high over Dunmanway town
Our banners in triumph were waving
To show that the Tans had gone down
So we gathered our rifles and bayonets
And soon left the glen so secure
And we never drew rein till we halted
At the faraway camp at Glenure
So here's to the boys of Kilmichael
Those brave lads so gallant and true
They fought 'neath the green flag of Erin
And conquered the red white and blue