I unearthed the record deck. Some words are rather mumbled, but, so far as I can tell:

verse 2:

Sweet Colmcille, remembered still   (that is, St Columba)
The noblest of his clan
In the dawning day of Christian sway...

He ne'er forgot the (light? life?) shades falling
By the scenes of grove(s) so green...

verse 3:

war's furore

took their "bobs"   (that is, enlistment bounty; "the King's Shilling")

verse 4:

Nor gold nor fame
E'er break the claim
Of land from which they're lorn   (I think)