From "What's Left of the Flag" by Flogging Molly:
But sure as night turns dayLove these guys.
Ends the passion play
Oh my God what have they done?
WIth madman's rage, well they dug our graves
But the dead rise again you fools
Walk away me boys, walk away me boys
And by mornin' we'll be free
Wipe that golden tear from your mother dear
And raise what's left of the flag for me