I joined the flying column in 1916,
In Cork with Seán Moylan,
In Tipperary with Dan Breen,
Arrested by Free Staters
And sentenced for to die,
Farewell to Tipperary
Said the Galtee Mountain Boy.
We crossed the pleasant valleys
And over the hilltops green
Where we met with Dinny Lacey,
Seán Hogan and Dan Breen
Seán Moylan and his gallant crew,
They kept the flag flying high.
Farewell to Tipperary
Said the Galtee Mountain Boy.
We crossed the Dublin Mountains,
We were rebels on the run.
Though hunted night and morning,
We were outlaws but free men.
We tracked the Wicklow Mountains
As the sun was shining high.
Farewell to Tipperary
Said the Galtee Mountain Boy.
I’ll bid farewell to old Clonmel
That I ne’er will see no more
And to the Galtee Mountains
Where oft I have been before.
To the men who fought for liberty
And died without a cry,
May their cause be ne’er forgotten
Said the Galtee Mountain Boy.