Letras
As I rode out to Galway town to seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August my mind being elevated
There was multitudes assembled with their tickets at the station
My mind began to doting and I'm going to see the races
With me whack fol the dah fol the diddly idle day
There was passengers from Limerick and more from Tipperary
The boys from Connemara, Clare and married maidens
There was people from Cork city who were loyal true and faithful
Who brought home the Fenian prisoners from the dying foreign nations
With me whack fol the dah fol the diddly idle day
There's fairy stick confections
Cream with the sugar sticks and dainties
The lozenges, the oranges, the lemonade and raisins
With gingerbread and spices to accommodate the ladies
There were strict restricts for suppers
To be supping while you're eating
With me whack fol the dah fol the diddly idle day
And as there you see the pipers, the fiddlers' competition
The nimble footed dancers and I'm tripping on the daisies
There was others trying cigars, he likes them bills for all the races
But the colours of the jockeys and the price and horses' ages
With me whack fol the dah fol the diddly idle day
And as there you see the jockeys and they're mounted on so stately
The pink and blue and orange and green the emblem of our nation
When the bell was rung for starting all the horses seemed impatient
You'd think they never stood in ground their speed was so amazing
With me whack fol the dah fol the diddly idle day
With me whack fol the dah fol the diddly idle day