Galway Races

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day
With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day

As I rode out through Galway Town
To seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August
Me mind being elevated
There was multitudes assembled
With their tickets at the station
Me eyes began to dazzle
And they're going to see the races

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idlе day

There werе passengers from Limerick
And more from Tipperary
The boys of Connemara
And the Clare unmarried maidens
There were people from Cork City
Who were loyal, true and faithful
Brought home the Fenian prisoners
From dying in foreign nations

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day

And it's there you'll see the pipers
And the fiddlers competing
And the sporting Wheel of Fortune
And the four and twenty quarters
There was others without scruple
Pelting wattles at poor Maggy
And her father well contented
To be gazing at his daughter

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day

'Tis there you'll see the jockeys
And they mounted on so stately
The pink, the blue, the orange and green
The emblem of our nation
When the bell was rung for starting
All the horses seemed impatient
I thought they never stood on ground
Their speed was so amazing

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day

There was half a million people there
Of all denominations
The Catholic, the Protestant
The Jew, the Presbyterian
There was yet no animosity
No matter what persuasion
But fáilte, hospitality
Inducing fresh acquaintance

With me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day
And with me whack fol the do fol the diddlely idle day