The 2nd Battalion Royal Ulster Rifles And Famous Irish Regiments

Let Bacchus' sons be not dismayed
But join with me, each jovial blade
Come drink and sing and lend your aid
To help me with the chorus:

Chorus:
Instead of spa, we'll drink brown ale
And pay the reckoning on the nail:
No man for debt shall go to jail
From Garryowen in glory.

We are the boys who take delight
In smashing Limerick lamps at night
And through the streets like sportsters fight,
Tearing all before us
Instead of spa, we'll drink brown ale
And pay the reckoning on the nail:
No man for debt shall go to jail
From Garryowen in glory

We'll break the windows, we'll break down the doors,
The watch knock down by threes and fours
And let the doctors work their cures,
And tinker up our bruised
Instead of spa we'll drink brown ale
And pay the reckoning on the nail:
No man for debt shall go to jail
From Garryowen in glory.

We'll beat the bailiffs out of fun,
We'll make the mayor and sherriffs run
We are the boys no man dares dun
If he regards a whole skin.
Instead of spa we'll drink brown ale
And pay the reckoning on the nail:
No man for debt shall go to jail
From Garryowen in glory.

Our hearts so stout have got us fame
For soon 'tis known from whence we came
Where'er we go they fear the name
Of Garryowen in glory
Instead of spa, we'll drink brown ale
And pay the reckoning on the nail:
No man for dept shall go to jail
From Garryowen in glory.