Whack Fol the Diddle
The Clancy Brothers And Tommy Makem Lyrics


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I'll sing you a song of peace and love,
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.
To the land that reigns all lands above.
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.
May peace and plenty be her share
Who kept our homes from want and care,
God bless Mother England is our prayer.
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.
So we say, Hip Hooray!
Come and listen while we pray.
Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.

When we were savage, fierce and wild
She came like a mother to her child.
She gently raised us from the slime
Kept our hands from hellish crime,
And sent us to Heaven in her own good time.
Now our fathers oft were very bad boys.
Guns and pikes are dangerous toys.
From Bearna Baol to Bunker Hill
They made poor England weep her fill,
But ould Brittania loves us still!
Now Irishmen, forget the past!
And think of the time that's coming fast.
When we shall all be civilized,




Neat and clean and well-advised.
And won't Mother England be surprised?

Overall Meaning

The Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem's song Whack Fol the Diddle is a song that talks about peace and love. The song talks about Mother England, who is referred to as the land that reigns all lands above to receive peace and plenty. The singer talks about how Mother England has kept their homes from want and care, and hence they pray for God to bless her.


The song continues with the singers exhorting for peace and love between England and Ireland. Despite the bad history between them, the song speaks of a future where the Irish are civilized, neat, and well-advised, and where England would be surprised at their progress. The song celebrates the relationship between England and Ireland, and although Ireland suffered under British rule, the singer imagines a future where both countries can live in harmony.


Line by Line Meaning

I'll sing you a song of peace and love,
I will sing a song that speaks of harmony and affection.


Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.
Joyfully celebrate and make merry all throughout the day.


To the land that reigns all lands above.
An homage to the nation that is superior to all other nations.


May peace and plenty be her share
May this land be blessed with an abundance of peacefulness and prosperity.


Who kept our homes from want and care,
The land that safeguarded us from famine and misery.


God bless Mother England is our prayer.
May God bless our mother England, we humbly pray.


When we were savage, fierce and wild
Back when we were uncultured, aggressive and untamed.


She came like a mother to her child.
England came forward, like a mother to her child, to guide us and show us the way.


She gently raised us from the slime
She guided us out of a wretched state of being.


Kept our hands from hellish crime,
She prevented us from committing terrible sins.


And sent us to Heaven in her own good time.
In due time, she led us to a heavenly state of being.


Now our fathers oft were very bad boys.
Our ancestors were once rebellious and troublesome individuals.


Guns and pikes are dangerous toys.
Weapons of violence can cause great harm and destruction.


From Bearna Baol to Bunker Hill
From our own country’s battles to those fought in America.


They made poor England weep her fill,
Their actions caused great sorrow to England.


But ould Brittania loves us still!
Despite it all, Britain still holds affection for us.


Now Irishmen, forget the past!
Now, let us Irishmen move on from the past.


And think of the time that's coming fast.
Let us focus our minds upon the fast-approaching future.


When we shall all be civilized,
When we shall all be polished and refined.


Neat and clean and well-advised.
Healthy, hygienic, and wise in our thoughts and actions.


And won't Mother England be surprised?
Won’t our mother England be pleased, even surprised, by our transformation?


So we say, Hip Hooray!
And thus, we shout in celebration: hurrah!


Come and listen while we pray.
Join us in our prayers and supplications.


Whack fol the diddle all the di do day.
Joyfully celebrate and make merry all throughout the day.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: J BAIRD, PD TRADITIONAL

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