Whak Fol The Diddle - The Clancy Brothers, Tommy Makem

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

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

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

She came like a mother to her child

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

She gently raised us from the slime

Kept our hands from hellish crime

And sent us to Heaven in her own good time

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

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

Now our fathers oft were very bad boys

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

Pikes and guns are dangerous toys

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

From Bearna Baol to Bunker Hill

They made poor England weep her fill

But ould Brittania loves us still!

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

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

Now Irishmen, forget the past!

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

And think of the time that’s coming fast

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

When we shall all be civilized

Neat and clean and well-advised

And won’t Mother England be surprised?

Whack fol the diddle all the di do day

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