And do our Irish Protestants?

And do our Irish Protestants
Forget their former spirit?
And do they not their father's zeal
And loyalty inherit?
Oh, yes! To guard  King George's throne
That loyal spirit rises,
And all the haughty threats of Rome
And Popery despises


Our Orange banner, waved on high,
Appals the band of treason;
In dauntless courage firm we stand--
In honor, truth and reason.
No canting knaves our loyal hearts
Shall from our King dissever;
And though they once thought to get up,
We'll keep them down for ever.


At Orange William's god-like name,
Let Rome and Popery tremble;
For summon'd by the magic sound,
Do Protestants assemble;
And by that glorious Orange swear,
In steadfast resolution,
With heart and hand still to defend
Our happy constitution.


Then brothers, come, the chorus join
For each to each is brother;
Our revolution to defend.
We will oppose another.
And do our Irish Protestants
Forget their former spirit?
And do they not their father's zeal
And loyalty inherit?