1. It was on a dreary New Years Eve As the shade of night fell down A lorry load of volunteers Approached the border town There were men from Dublin and from Cork Fermanagh and Tyrone And their leader was a Limerick man Sean South from Garryowen. 2. But as they moved along the street, Up to the barracks door They scorned the danger they would face, The fate that lay in store They were fighting for old Ireland, To claim their very own And the foremost of that gallant band Was South of Garryowen.

3. But the Sergeant foiled their daring plan He spied them through the door Then the rifle and the stenguns fired A hail of death did pour And when that awful night had passed Two men lay cold as stone There was one from near the border And one from Garryowen. 4. No more he'll hear the seagulls cry Or the murmuring Shannon's tide For he fell beneath the northern sky Brave Hanlon by his side He has gone to join that gallant band Of Plunkett, Pearse and Tone Another martyr for old Ireland Sean South from Garryowen.

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