Proudly the note of the trumpet is sounding Loudly the war cries arise on the gale Fleetly the steed by Lough Swilly is bounding To join the thick squadrons on Saimer's green vale On every mountaineer strangers to flight or fear Rush to the standard of dauntless Red Hugh Bonnaught and Gallow glass throng from each mountain pass "Onward for Erin O'Donnell Abu!" Princely O'Neill to our aid is advancing With many a chieftain and warrior clan A thousand proud steeds in his vanguard are prancing 'Neath borderers brave from the Banks of the Bann Many a heart shall quail under its coat of mail Deeply the merciless foeman shall rue When on his ear shall ring borne on the breeze's wing Tir Connell's dread war cry "O'Donnell Abu!" Wildly o'er Desmond the war wolf is howling Fearless the eagle sweeps over the plain The fox in the streets of the city is prowling And all who would conquer them are banished or slain Grasp every stalwart hand, hackbut and battle-brand Pay them all back the deep debt so long due Norris and Clifford well can of Tir Connell tell "Onward to glory, O'Donnell Abu!" Sacred the cause that Clan Connell's defending The alters we kneel at, the homes of our sires Ruthless the ruin the foe is extending Midnight is red with the plunderer's fires On with O'Donnell then, fight the goodfight again Sons of Tir Connell are valiant and true Make the false Saxon feel Erin's avenging steel "Strike for your country, O'Donnell Abu!"