Whack Fol The Diddle
(Peadar Carney)
I'll sing you a song of peace and love,
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
To the land that reigns all lands above
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
May peace and plenty be her share
Who kept our homes from want and care,
God bless Mother England is our prayer
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
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Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
So we say, Hip Hooray!
Come and listen while we pray
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day
When we were savage, fierce and wild
She came like a mother to her child
She gently raised us from the slime
Kept our hands from hellish crime,
And sent us to Heaven in her own good time
Now our fathers oft were very bad boys
Guns and pikes are dangerous toys
From Bearna Baol to Bunker Hill
They made poor England weep her fill,
But ould Brittania loves us still!
Now Irishmen, forget the past!
And think of the time that's coming fast
When we shall all be civilized,
Neat and clean and well-advised
And won't Mother England be surprised?
Recorded by Clancys
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