They've an Ulster badge upon their breast,
These are the men of the U.V.F,
Men who mean these words he'd say,
To fight against the I.R.A.
Now big Trevor was our number one,
Swore to fight the rebel scum,
To all his men these words he'd say,
Death to all the I.R.A.
These fighting men from far and wide,
Hell 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.
So on your feet and toast with me,
To the U.V.F and victory,
For we'll win and do our best,
For we are the 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 these words he'd say,
To fight against the I.R.A.