They've an Ulster badge upon their breast,
These are the men of the U.V.F,
Men who mean just what they say,
To fight and die against the I.R.A.

Now Gusty is their number one,
Swore to fight the rebel scum,
To all his men these words do you say,
Death to all the I.R.A.

These fighting men from far and wide,
End, towards they fought and died,
Now their sons let their fathers rest,
To guard the badge of the U.V.F.

Now watch these men they dress in black,
And when they move they never turn back,
And when the scums reduced to tears,
It's one more victory for the Volunteers.

And when Ulster once more is free,
And rid itself of Popery,
And all the dead are laid to rest,
Remember the men of the U.V.F.

So on your feet and toast with me,
To the U.V.F and victory,
For we'll win we'll do our best,
For we are men of the U.V.F.

They've an Ulster badge upon their breast,
These are the men of the U.V.F,
Men who mean just what they say,
To fight and die against the I.R.A.

- dc official App