Thomas O'Hagan, Songs of Heroic Days
“ Von Tirpitz knows their hiding-place and I'll find out, too, So, good-bye, Tipperary, till we've caught each pirate crew. Then I'll go to Tipperary with its hills of emerald green, Where the skies are full of splendor and each peasant girl a queen; Where the men know naught but honor and where duty is their goal; Where the shadows from the mountains are but sunlight to the soul. ”
