The Protestant Boys

The Protestant Boys are loyal and true

Stout hearted in battle and stout-handed too

The Protestant Boys are true to the last

And faithful and peaceful when danger has passed

And Oh! they bear

And proudly wear

The colours that floated o'er many a fray

Where cannons were flashing

And sabers were clashing

The Protestant Boys still carried the day.

 

When James half a bigot, and more of a knave

With masses and Frenchmen the land would enslave

The Protestant Boys for liberty drew

And showed with the Orange the banner of Blue

And Derry well

Their might can tell

Who first in their ranks did the Orange display

The Boyne had no shyers

And Aughrim no flyers

And Protestant Boys still carried the day.

 

When treason was rampant and traitors were strong

And law was defied by a vile rebel throng

When thousands were banded the throne to cast down

The Protestants rallied and stood by the Crown

And oft in fight

By day and night

They countered the rebels in many a fray

Where red pikes were bristling

And bullets were whistling

The Protestant Boys still carried the day.

 

And still does the fame of their glory remain

Unclouded by age and undimmed by a stain

And ever and ever their cause well uphold

The cause of the true and the trusted and bold

And scorn to yield

Or quit the field

While over our heads the old colors shall play

And traitors shall tremble

When' er we assemble

For Protestant Boys shall carry the day.

 

The Protestant Boys are loyal and true

Though fashions are changed and the loyal are few

The Protestant Boys are true to the last

Though cowards belie them when danger has past

Aye still we stand

A loyal band

And reck not the liars whatever they say

For let the drums rattle

The summons to battle

The Protestant Boys must carry the day .