‘Tis St. Patrick’s Day Tomorrow, So Let Us Play “Garryowen” Tonight!

By Nicholas Stix


7th Cavalry Regiment (Regimental March)



Uploaded on Mar 18, 2010, by TheMarches09, who wrote the following backgrounder.


The 7th Cavalry Regiment is a United States Army cavalry regiment, whose lineage traces back to the mid-19th century. Its official nickname is “Garryowen,” in honor of the Irish drinking song Garryowen, that was adopted as its march tune.

 
Lyrics:

We are the pride of the army,
And a regiment of great renown,
Our names on the pages of history,
From sixty-six on down.

If you think we stop or falter,
While into the fray we’re goin,’
Just watch the step with our heads erect,
When our band plays “Garry Owen.”

In the Fighting Seventh’s the place for me,
It's the cream of all the cavalry,
No other regiment ever can claim
Its pride, honor, glory and undying fame.

We know no fear when stern duty,
Calls us far away from home,
Our country’s flag shall sagely o’er us wave,
No matter where we roam.

‘Tis the gallant Seventh Cavalry,
It matters not where we’re going,
Such you’ll surely say as we march away,
When our band plays “Garry Owen.”

Then hurrah for our brave commanders!
Who lead us into the fight,
We’ll do or die in our country’s cause,
And battle for the right.

And when the war is o’er,
And to our home we’re going,
Just watch the step, with our head erect,
When our band plays, “Garry Owen.”

Performed by the USAF Heritage of America Band.

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Bagpipe Version


Uploaded by cavscout1983 on Dec 3, 2010

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Version from They Died with Their Boots on

Lyrics, as Sung in the Movie

Garryowen
Traditional Irish pipe tune

Let Baccus’ son be not dismayed,
And join with me, each jovial blade.
Come, booze and sing and lend your aid,
To help me with the chorus:

In place water, we'll drink ale,
And pay the reck’ning on the nail,
No man for debt shall go to jail,
If he from Garryowen hail.

Oh we can dare and we can do,
United men and brothers too,
Their gallant footsteps do pursue,
And change our country’s story.

Our hearts so stout have got us fame,
For soon ‘tis known from whence we came,
Where ‘ere we go they dread the name
Of Garryowen in glory.