verse 1:
D G A D
When boyhoods fire was in my blood, I read of ancient free men
D G Em A
For Greece and Rome who bravely stood three hundred men and three men
A G D
And then I prayed I yet might see our fetters rent in twain
G A D A D
And Ireland long a Provence be a nation once again
D G Em A
A nation once again, a nation once again
D G A D A D
And Ireland long a Provence be a nation once again
verse 2:
D G A D
It whispered to that freedoms ark and service high and holy
D G Em A
Would be prepared my feelings dark and passions vain or lowly
A G D
For freedom comes from God’s right hand and needs a godly train
G A D A D
And righteous men must make our land a nation once again
D G Em A
A nation once again, a nation once again
D G A D A D
And Ireland long a Provence be a nation once again
verse 3:
D G A D
So as I grew from boy to man I bent me to that bidding
D G Em A
My spirit of each selfish plan and cruel passion ridding
A G D
For thus I hope some day to aid oh can such hope be vain
G A D A D
When my dear country should be made a nation once again
D G Em A
A nation once again, a nation once again
D G A D A D
And Ireland long a Provence be a nation once again