Two hundred Irish go into MexiconTo fight a battle of manifest destinynDriven by their Catholic consciencenThey chose to rise and do what's rightnJoined up with the natives for the fightnnConfused then torn by aggressionnBorn against a sovereign landnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnnSick and tired of the anglo abuse of mightnAnd of following orders from a bent U.S. regimenThey joined ranks with the Mexican armynRed headed ones led by Johny rileynWhen you stand behind your principlesnYou never losennConfused then torn by aggressionnBorn against a sovereign landnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnnFight with Riley fierce and wildnnMirar aqui RudynnChurubusco de el 72nNo queridos en la corte marcialn50 colgados, 16 madriadosnPortrados como trydoresnGrito para ellos, grito para todosnParados nunca calleronnnSo we celebrate Irish and Mexican unitynIt was forged with blood during manifest destinynnConfused then torn by aggressionnBorn against a sovereign landnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnnLed by Riley fierce and wildnThey paid highest pricennEl Battalion, El Battalion de San PatriciosnEl Battalion, El Battalion de San Patricios