Galway Races, The
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As I roved out through Galway Town to seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August, my mind being elevated
There were multitudes assembled with their tickets at the station
And my eyes began to dazzle and they're off to see the races
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
There were passengers from Limerick and passengers from Nenagh
And passengers from Dublin and sportsmen from Tipp'rary
There were passengers from Kerry, and all quarters of the nation
And our member, Mr. Hearst, for to join the Galway Blazers.
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
There were multitudes from Aran, and members from New Quay Shore
The boys of Connemara and the Clare unmarried maidens
There were people from Cork City who were loyal, true and faithful
They brought home the Fenian prisoners from dying in foreign nations
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
It's there you'll see confectioners with sugarsticks and dainties
The lozenges and oranges, the lemonade and raisins!
Gingerbread and spices to accomodate the ladies
And a big crubeen for threepence to be pickin' while you're able.
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
It's there you'll see the gamblers, the thimbles and the garters
And the sporting wheel of fortune with the four and twenty quarters
There was others without scruple pelting wattles at poor Maggie
And her father well contented to be gawking at his daughter
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
And it's there you'll see the pipers and the fiddlers competing
The nimble footed dancers a-tripping o'er the daisies
There were others crying cigars and lights and bills for all the races
With the colours of the jockeys and the prize and horses' ages.
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
And it's there you'll see the jockeys and they mounted on so stately
The pink, the blue, the orange, and green, the emblem of our nation
When the bell was rung for starting, all the horses seemed impatient
Their feet they hardly touched the ground, their speed was so amazing!
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
There was half a million people there of all denominations
The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, the Presbyterian
There was yet no animosity, no matter what persuasion
But failte hospitality, inducing fresh acquaintance
With me whack fol the doo fol the diddley idle day
Discography: The Dubliners
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