Luyện nghe bài hát Whack Fol The Diddle

Whack Fol The
(Peadar Carney)
I'll you a song of peace and love,
Whack fol the all the di do day.
To the land that reigns all above.
Whack fol the all the di do day.
May peace and be her share
Who kept our homes want and care,
God Mother England is our prayer.
fol the diddle all the di do day.

Whack fol the all the di do day.
So we say, Hip Hooray!
and listen while we pray.
Whack fol the all the di do day.
When we were savage, fierce and
She came a mother to her child.
She gently raised us from the
our hands from hellish crime,
And sent us to in her own good time.
Now our oft were very bad boys.
and pikes are dangerous toys.
From Baol to Bunker Hill
They made England weep her fill,
But Brittania loves us still!
Now Irishmen, the past!
And think of the time coming fast.
we shall all be civilized,
Neat and and well-advised.
And won't Mother England be
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