Oh, gather 'round me, lads and maids, and hear a tale so bold

Of Ulster’s fiercest warrior, in legends long foretold

Born of gods and mortal blood, with spear and shield so grand

Cú Chulainn, the hound of war, the bravest in the land

Sing hey! Sing ho! Raise your voices high!

For the Hound of Ulster, who’ll never say die!

Through battle and glory, through fire and rain

His name shall live, again and again!

With Setanta’s heart, so wild and free, he took the hound’s own name

For slaying Culann’s mighty beast, he rose to boundless fame

With Gáe Bulg in his mighty hand, his foes did fall like rain

None could stand against his wrath, nor break his iron chain

Sing hey! Sing ho! Raise your voices high!

For the Hound of Ulster, who’ll never say die!

Through battle and glory, through fire and rain

His name shall live, again and again!

He stood alone at Emain Macha, ‘gainst warriors fierce and strong

Defending Ulster’s sacred halls, through night and battle long

His ríastrad burned like blazing fire, his enemies took flight

Yet fate was cruel, and in the end, he met his final fight

Sing hey! Sing ho! Raise your voices high!

For the Hound of Ulster, who’ll never say die!

Through battle and glory, through fire and rain

His name shall live, again and again!

They bound him fast against a stone, his sword held in his hand

And even dead, none dared approach, such was his last stand

But though he fell, his name remains, in song and story bright

For Cú Chulainn walks among us still, when heroes rise to fight

Sing hey! Sing ho! Raise your voices high!

For the Hound of Ulster, who’ll never say die!

Through battle and glory, through fire and rain

His name shall live, again and again!

Yo-ho! Raise the banners high!

For the Hound of Ulster, who’ll never say die!

Through blood and thunder, through sword and flame

The bards shall sing his mighty name!