Our troop was made ready at the dawning of the day
From lovely Enniskillen we were marching away
They put us then on a ship me boys to cross the raging main
To fight in bloody battle in the sunny land of Spain

Oh, Spain it is a gallant land where wine and ale flow free
There´s lots of lovely women there to dandle on your knee
And often in a tavern there we´d make the rafters ring
When every soldier in the house would raise his glass and sing

Well we fought for Ireland´s glory there and many a man did fall
From musket and from bayonet and from thundering cannon ball
And many a foeman we laid low, among the battle throng
And as we prepared for action we shall never sing this song

Well now the war is over and for home we have set sail
Our flag above this lofty ship is fluttering in the gale
They´ve given us a pension boys of four pence each a day
And when we reach Enniskillen never more I´ll have to say

Fare thee well Enniskillen, fare thee well for a while
And all around the borders of Erin´s green isle
And when the war is over we´ll return in full bloom
And you´ll all welcome home the Enniskillen Dragoons