[Verse 1]
On the Galtymore Mountains, so far, far away
I will tell you a story that happened one day
It's about a young cailiín, her age was sixteen
And she carried a banner, white, orange, and green
[Verse 2]
A bold English bobby by chance passed that way
Saying, "Who is the maid with the banner so gay?"
With a laugh and a sneer he got off his machine
Determined to capture the flag of Sinn Féin
[Verse 3]
"Oh give me that banner", the bold bobby cried
"Give me that banner, and do what is right
Give me that banner, and do not be mean
For I must have that emblem, the flag of Sinn Féin."
[Verse 4]
"I'll not give you that banner", the young maiden cried
"Till your blood and my blood its colours have dyed
For I have here a rifle and that's nothing mean
And 'tis proudly I'll die for the flag of Sinn Féin"
[Verse 5]
The peeler's red face turned as white as the snow
He mounted his cycle and started to go
Saying "What is the use, when a maid of sixteen
Would die for her colours, white, orange, and green?"
[Verse 6]
That very same day in sweet Tipperary town
That gallant young girl from the Galtees came down
Her poor heart was torn with anguish and pain
For that very same day Mick Keane died for Sinn Féin
[Verse 7]
Now you young men and maidens from Erin's green shore
Raise a cheer for the maid from the proud Galtymore
And please keep on fighting the cause of Sinn Féin
Till we make dear old Ireland a Republic again