There comes a time in a young man’s life when he has to make a choice,
To stay at home and be afraid or leave the nest and fight,
To shut himself away for good or live a life of pride,
With a courage that will never fray, through storms and swelling tide,
So from craggy shore to broken sky and to all that came before,
We raise a glass to those that choose to fight for something more!

With your fists held tight,
That they just might break,
Like the dawn that comes,
It’s not too late.

Just grit your teeth and stand your ground,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Don't ever let them hold you down,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
From far and wide they'll hear us yell,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
‘We'll stand together and give ‘em hell’.
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)


It’s never quite enough you see to work until your old,
To live a life of sacrifice with nothing good to show,
For when it’s time to meet your end and look back on your life,
Did you stay within dotted lines or rise against and fight?
From the craggy shores to broken skies and to all that came before,
We raise a glass to those that choose to fight for something more!


Hold your fists up tight,
You know It’s not too late.

Just grit your teeth and stand your ground,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
Don't ever let them hold you down,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
From far and wide they'll hear us yell,
(Wooahhhhhoooaahhh)
‘We'll stand, together, and give, them, hell’.

We won’t go quietly!
No we won’t go quietly!

On this day, we’ll find our worth,
The beaten and broken, the salt of the earth,
For all that we are, for all that we’re not,
We’ll fight to the end, with all that we’ve got!

With a fistful of dirt, we’ll rise from the ground,
To stand with our family, steadfast and proud,
For all that we are, for all that we’ve lost,
We’ll never back down, no matter the cost!

We’ll keep on fighting ‘til we win,
We’ll raise our fists, we’ll chant we’ll sing,
It’s all for one and one for all,
To stand fast where our fathers stood tall.

(We won’t go quietly!)

Never bow down, no!
With a fistful of dirt, we’ll rise from the ground,
Forever bow down, no!
To stand with our family, steadfast and proud.

We’ll keep on fighting ‘til we win,
We’ll raise our fists, we’ll chant and sing,
It’s all for one and one for all,
To stand fast where our fathers stood tall.

A tip of the hat, a punch in the face,
(We won’t go quietly!)
We’re battered and bruised, we’ll give them a taste,
Of all that we are, for those that we’ve lost,
(We won’t go quietly!)
We’ll honour those that came before,
Sons and Daughters, those that fought for more,
We’ll raise our fists, we’ll chant and sing,
We’ll keep on fighting ‘til we win!

(We won’t go quietly)
(We won’t go quietly)
(We won’t go quietly)
(We won’t go quietly)

We’ll never back down and we won’t be beaten,
We’ll never back down and we won’t be beat,
We’ll never back down and we won’t be beaten,
We’ll never back down, we’ll never back down.

We’ll never back down and we won’t be beaten,
We’ll never back down and we won’t be beat,
We’ll never back down and we won’t be beaten,
We’ll never back down, we’ll never back down.

(We never go quietly!)

Are you homesick for the emerald isle?
Well here’s a ditty that’ll make you smile,
Take a glass and raise it high,
For all our cousin’s back in,
Ireland, Ireland.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Gather round all to hear my tale,
Waved to my lassie then the boat set sail,
But my heart still lies in old Kinsale,
Let’s sing a song for,
Ireland, Ireland.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Ah take a drink and we'll drink some more,
We'll drink to your health, and drink to the poor,
We'll drink with a shamrock at the bottom of our cup,
With the white and the gold and the green raised up.

Raise her high.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Celebrate,
Celebrate.

Hey, hey St.Patrick’s Day,
Celebrate,
Celebrate.