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.
fol the diddle all the di do day.
May peace and plenty be her
Who kept our homes want and care,
God bless Mother is our prayer.
Whack fol the all the di do day.

Whack fol the all the di do day.
So we say, Hip Hooray!
Come and while we pray.
Whack fol the all the di do day.
we were savage, fierce and wild
She came like a to her child.
She gently raised us the slime
Kept our hands hellish crime,
And sent us to in her own good time.
Now our fathers oft were bad boys.
Guns and pikes are toys.
From Baol to Bunker Hill
They made poor England her fill,
But ould loves us still!
Now Irishmen, the past!
And think of the time that's fast.
When we all be civilized,
and clean and well-advised.
And won't Mother be surprised?
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