[Verse 1]
Oh, I'll tell you a tale of peace and love
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
Of a land that rules all lands above
Whack fol the diddle o the 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 the die do day
[Chorus]
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
So we say "hip hooray"
Come and listen while we pray
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
[Verse 2]
Now our fathers oft were naughty boys
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
For pikes and guns are dangerous toys
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
At Ballinahab we at bunker's hill
We made poor England cry her fill
But old Brittania loves us still
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
Oh, I'll tell you a tale of peace and love
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
Of a land that rules all lands above
Whack fol the diddle o the 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 the die do day
[Chorus]
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
So we say "hip hooray"
Come and listen while we pray
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
[Verse 2]
Now our fathers oft were naughty boys
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
For pikes and guns are dangerous toys
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
At Ballinahab we at bunker's hill
We made poor England cry her fill
But old Brittania loves us still
Whack fol the diddle o the die do day
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