Lyrics:

As I rode down to Galway town to seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August me mind being elevated
There were multitudes assembled with their tickets at the station
Me eyes began to dazzle and I'm goin' to see the races.

With your whack-fa-the-da-for-the-diddle-ee-iddle-day.

It's there you'll see the jockeys and they're mounted out 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
I thought they never stood on ground their speed was so amazing.

With your whack-fa-the-da-for-the-diddle-ee-iddle-day.

There was half a million people there from all denominations
The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, and Presbyterian
There was yet no animosity, no matter what persuasion
But "failte" and hospitality inducin' fresh acquaintance.

With your whack-fa-the-da-for-the-diddle-ee-iddle-day.
With your whack-fa-the-da-for-the-diddle-ee-iddle-day.