Lyrics

At a cottage door one winter's night As the snow lay on the ground Stood a youthful Irish soldier boy To the mountains he was bound His mother stood beside him saying "You'll win my boy, don't fear" With loving arms around his waist She tied his bandolier "Goodbye, God bless you, mother dear I hope your heart won't pain But pray to God that you shall see Your soldier boy again And when I'm out in the firing line It will be a source of joy For to know that you're remembering still Your Irish soldier boy" And when the fighting, it was o'er And the flag of truce was raised The leaders ordered fire to cease All Ireland stood amazed His comrades came to the cottage door With a note from her pride and joy With an aching heart she cried, "God be good" To her Irish soldier boy "Goodbye, God bless you, mother dear I'm dying a death so grand From wounds received in action Trying to free my native land I hope we'll meet in heaven above In that land beyond the sky Where you'll always be in company With your Irish soldier boy"