Luyện nghe bài hát Whack Fol The Diddle

Whack Fol The
(Peadar Carney)
sing you a song of peace and love,
Whack fol the all the di do day.
To the land that reigns all above.
fol the diddle all the di do day.
May and plenty be her share
Who kept our homes from 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!
Come and listen we pray.
Whack fol the all the di do day.
When we were savage, and wild
She came a mother to her child.
She raised us from the slime
Kept our from hellish crime,
And sent us to in her own good time.
Now our fathers oft very bad boys.
and pikes are dangerous toys.
From Bearna Baol to Bunker
They poor England weep her fill,
But ould loves us still!
Now Irishmen, the past!
And think of the that's coming fast.
we shall all be civilized,
Neat and and well-advised.
And won't England be surprised?
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