Oh,
I'll tell you a tale of peace and love (Whack fol the diddle o de die
do day)
Of a land that reigns all lands above (Whack fol the diddle o de die
do day)
May
peace and plenty be her share
Who kept our homes from want and care
Oh, God bless England is our prayer (Whack fol the diddle o de die do
day)
Chorus:
Whack fol the diddle o de die do day
So we say "hip hooray"
Come listen while we pray
Whack fol the diddle o de die do day
Now
our fathers oft were naughty boys (Whack fol the diddle o de die do
day)
For pikes and guns are dangerous toys (Whack fol the diddle o de die
do day)
At
Ballinahabwee and at Bunker's hill
We made poor England cry her fill
But old Brittania loves us still (Whack fol the diddle o de die do day)
Chorus
Now,
when we were savage, fierce and wild (Whack fol the diddle o de die
do day)
She came as a mother to her child (Whack fol the diddle o de die do
day)
She
gently raised us from the slime
And kept our hands from hellish crime
And she sent us to heaven in our own good time (Whack fol the diddle
o de die do day)
Chorus