| Come all you gallant heroes | 
| And along with me combined | 
| I’ll sing a song | 
| It won’t take long | 
| Of the Fighting Sixty Ninth | 
| They’re a band of men brave | 
| Stout and bold | 
| From Ireland they came | 
| And they have a leader to the fold | 
| And Cocoran was his name | 
| It was in the month of April | 
| When the boys they sailed away | 
| And they made a sight so glorious | 
| As they marched along Broadway | 
| They marched right down Broadway | 
| Me boys | 
| Until they reached the shore | 
| And from there they went to Washington | 
| And straight unto the war | 
| So we gave them a hearty cheer | 
| Me boys | 
| It was greeted with a smile | 
| Singing here’s to the boys who feared no noise | 
| We’re the Fighting Sixty Ninth | 
| And when the war is said and done | 
| May heaven spare our lives | 
| For its only then we can return | 
| To our loved ones and our wives | 
| We’ll take them in our arms | 
| Me boys | 
| For a long night and a day | 
| And we’ll hope that war will come no more | 
| To sweet America | 
| So we gave them a hearty cheer | 
| Me boys | 
| It was greeted with a smile | 
| Singing here’s to the boys who feared no noise | 
| We’re the Fighting Sixty Ninth | 
| So farewell unto you dear New York | 
| Will I e’er see you once more | 
| For it fills my heart with sorrow | 
| To leave your sylvan shore | 
| But the country now it is calling us | 
| And we must hasten fore | 
| So here’s to the stars and stripes | 
| Me boys | 
| And to Ireland’s lovely shore | 
| And here’s to Murphy and Devine | 
| Of honour and renown | 
| Who did escort our heroes | 
| Unto the battle ground | 
| And said unto our colonel | 
| We must fight hand to hand | 
| Until we plant the stars and stripes | 
| Way down in Dixieland | 
| So we gave them a hearty cheer | 
| Me boys | 
| It was greeted with a smile | 
| Singing here’s to the boys who feared no noise | 
| We’re the Fighting Sixty Ninth |