Hurry Home
We ran outta beer, rum kept us aliveKilled all the English, did not fear to fightNow we have to come, hurry, hurry homeTo fill up the portion, that will make us strong
Sail with the wind, not far awayOur dear Irish land for that we prayWe don't have a rest even at nightServe us the beer or we will fight
Home! Hurry home! Hurry home!Hurry home! Home! Home! Home!