65th Regiment Song Book
Come blackguards and sons be not
Come join me every jovial blade!
Come booze and sing and lend us aid!
And help me with the chorus!
Instead of spa, we'll drink
And pay the reckoning on the nail,
No man for debt shall go to jail,
For Garryowen to glory!
We are the lads that take delight,
In smashing the Limerick lights while rioting,
Sporting down the road and fighting,
Tearing all before us.
We'll smash in windows and break
The watch will fall by threes and fours,
Then we'll let the doctors work their cures,
And tickle with our bruises.
We'll make the mayor and sheriffs
We'll cheat the bailiffs of their fun,
We are the lads no man dares to dun,
If his own skin he values.
Stout hearts as ours have won us
For some is known now whence we came,
Where we go they dread the name,
Of Garryowen and glory!
Chorus X 2
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