Lyrics:
With a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, with a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
With a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, with a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
With a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa, with a too-ri-aa, fol-did-dle-di-aa, too-ri-oo-ri-oo-ri-aa
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
An duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Translation
I will go east and go west
(To the places) from whence came
The moon and the sun
The moon and the sun will go
And the young man
With his reputation behind him
I will go wherever he came from
The young man with his reputation behind him
In Glendalough lived an old saint
Renowned for learning and piety
His manners was curious and quint
And he looked upon girl with disparity
fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
He was fond of readin` a book
When he could get one to his wishes
He was fond of castin` his hook
In among the ould fishes
fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
But one evenin' he landed a trout
He landed a fine big trout, Sir
When young Kathleen from over the way
Came to see what the ould monk was about, Sir
fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
"Well get out o' me way" said the saint
For I am a man of great piety
And me good manners I wouldn`t taint
Not be mixing with female society
fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Oh but Kitty she wouldn't give in
And when he got home to his rockery
He found she was seated therein
A-polishin' up his ould crockery
fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Well he gave the poor creature a shake
And I wish that the Garda had caught him!
As I was a goin' over Gilgarra Mountain
I spied Colonel Farrell and his money he was countin'
First I drew me pistols, and then I drew me rapier, sayin'
"Stand and deliver for I am your bold deceiver"
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
He counted out his money and it made a pretty penny
I put in me pocket to take home to darlin' Jenny
She sighed and swore she loved me
And never would deceive me
But the devil take the women for they always lie so easy
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
I went into me chamber all for to take a slumber
To dream of gold and girls and o'course it was no wonder
Me Jenny took me charges and she filled them up with water
Called on Colonel Farrell to get ready for the slaughter
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
Next mornin' early before I rose to travel
A' came a band o' footmen and likewise Colonel Farrell
I goes to draw me pistol for she'd stole away me rapier
But a prisoner I was taken, I couldn't shoot the water
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
They put me into jail with the judge all a-writin'
For robbin' Colonel Farrell on Gilgarra Mountain
But they didn't take me fists so I knocked the jailer down
And bid a farewell to this tight-fisted town
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
I'd like to find me brother, the one that's in the army
I don't know where he's stationed, in Cork or in Killarney
Together we'd go roamin'o'er the mountains of Kilkenny
And I swear he'd treat me fairer than me darlin' sportin' Jenny
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
There's some takes delight in the carriages and rollin'
And some takes delight in the hurley or the bollin'
But I takes delight in the juice of the barley
Courtin' pretty maids in the mornin' oh so early
Mush-a-ring-um duram da
Whack fol the daddy o
Whack fol the daddy o
There's whiskey in the jar
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
An duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
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.
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
An duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
I will go east and go west
(To the places) from whence came
The moon and the sun
The moon and the sun will go
And the young man
With his reputation behind him
I will go wherever he came from
The young man with his reputation behind him
An seanchas gearr, an seanchas is fearr
An scéal is giorra is milse I mbéal
An chnid is lú an chnid is fearr
Focal nó dhó má thaithníonn lig dó
Fol la 'lore'
Fol la lae
Fol dé da dú ril la
Fol dé daí é
Scéal gearr greanmhar ná scéal fada fann
Droch-scéal fada nó scéal maith lán
Scéal deas goirid an scéalin is fearr
An iomarca te rá, ná déan port de
Chomh domhain teis an fharraige,
Dubh te gual
Chomh bodhar te bata
Chomh dubh teis a sméar
Chomh gasta te giorrafhia
Chomh bocht teis an deor
Oscail mo shuile
Nios mo eist e sin
Ar an tsaile snamha
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Open my eyes saltwater rain
Oscail mo shuil in that way
Eist tu in that way
Eist tu in that way
Missing part in that way
Eist tu oscail mo shuil
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Open my eyes, saltwater rain
Oscail mo shùil, no more inside
Saltwater rain, oscail mo shùil
English translation, open my eyes
Bigger, listen to us
Swimming in saltwater
Open my eyes, saltwater rain
Open my eyes in that way
You listen in that way
You listen in that way
Missing part, in that way
You listen open my eyes
No more inside, saltwater rain
Open my eyes
In Glendalough lived an old saint
Renowned for learning and piety
His manners was curious and quint
And he looked upon girl with disparity
Chorus:
fol di dol fol di fol day
fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
fol di dol rol di dol day
fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
He was fond of readin` a book
When he could get one to his wishes
He was fond of castin` his hook
In among the ould fishes
But one evenin` he landed a trout
He landed a fine big trout, Sir
When young Kathleen from over the way
Came to see what the ould monk was about, Sir
”Oh get out o` me way” said the saint
for I am a man of great piety
and me good manners I wouldn`t taint
not by mixing with female society
Oh but Kitty she wouldn`t give in
And when he got home to his rockery
He found she was seated therein
a-polishin` up his ould crockery
Well he gave the poor creature a shake
And I wish that the Garda had caught him!
"Will ye hould your gob?" said Molly McGee
Whack fol the dah will ya dance to yer partner
Around the flure yer trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth I told you?
Burl Ives - Kilgary Mountain
As I was a goin' over Kilgary mountain
I met colonel Pepper and his money he was countin´
I rattled me pistols and I drew forth my saber
Sayin´ "Stand and deliver, for I am the bold deceiver"
Musha rig um du rum da
Wack fol the daddy-o
Wack fol the daddy-o
There´s whiskey in the jar
The shinin' golden coins did look so bright and jolly
I took ´em to me home and I gave 'em to me Molly
She vowed and she promised that she never would deceive me
But the devil's in the women and they never can be easy
Musha rig um du rum da
Wack fol the daddy-o
Wack fol the daddy-o
There´s whiskey in the jar
When I was awakened between six and seven
The guards were all around me in numbers odd and even
I flew for me pistols but alas I was mistaken
For Molly's drawn my pistols and a prisoner I was taken
Musha rig um du rum da
Wack fol the daddy-o
Wack fol the daddy-o
There´s whiskey in the jar
They put me in jail without judge or writin´
For robbing Colonel Pepper on that Kilgary Mountain
But they didn't take my fists so I knocked that sentry down
And bid a fond farewell to that jail in Sligo town
Musha rig um du rum da
Wack fol the daddy-o
Wack fol the daddy-o
There´s whiskey in the jar
Now some take delight in fishin' and bowlin'
While others take delight in their carriages a-rollin´
But I take delight in the juice of the barley
And courting' pretty girls in the morning so early
Musha rig um du rum da
Wack fol the daddy-o
Wack fol the daddy-o
There´s whiskey in the jar
And when unto his summons
We did not well attend,
No lad than he more merrily
Could handle a rope's end.
Singing chip cho, cherry cho,
Fol de riddle ido,
Singing chip cho, cherry cho,
Fol de riddle ido.
It chanced one day our captain,
A very jolly dog,
Served out to all the company
A double share of grog.
As I was going to Aylesbury all on a market day
A pretty little Aylesbury girl I met upon the way
Her business was to market with butter, cheese and whey
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day
As we jogged on together my boys together side by side
By chance this fair maid's garter it came untied
For fear that she might lose it I unto her did say
Your garter's come untied my love fol-der-o diddle-o-day
Your garter's come untied my love fol-der-o diddle-o-day
As we rode on together my boys to the outskirts of the town
At length this fair young damsel she stopped and looked around
O since you've been so venturesome pray tie it up for me
O I will if you go to the apple grove fol-der-o diddle-o-day
O I will if you go to the apple grove fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And when we got to the apple grove the grass was growing high
I laid this girl upon her back her garter for to tie
While tying of her garter such sights I never did see
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And we both jogged on together my boys fol-der-o diddle-o-day
O since you've had your will of me come tell to me your name
Likewise your occupation and where and whence you came
Ma name is Mickey the drover boy from Dublin town come I
And I live at the sign of the ups and downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And I live at the sign of the ups and downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day
And when she got to Aylesbury her butter was not sold
And the losing of her maidenhead it made her blood run cold
He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, she said, he's not the lad for me
For he lives at the sign of the ups and downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day
For he lives at the sign of the ups and downs fol-der-o diddle-o-day
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.
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might then get married
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
There was half a million people there
Of all denominations
The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, the Presbyterian
Yet no animosity
No matter what persuasion
But failte hospitality
Inducing fresh acquaintance
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
There was half a million people there
Of all denominations
The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, the Presbyterian
Yet no animosity
No matter what persuasion
But failte hospitality
Inducing fresh acquaintance
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
As I went down to Galway Town
To seek for recreation
On the seventeenth of August
Me mind being elevated
There were passengers assembled
With their tickets at the station
And me eyes began to dazzle
And they off to see the races
With me wack fol the do fol
The diddle idle day
There were passengers from Limerick
And passengers from Nenagh
The boys of Connemara
And the Clare unmarried maiden
There were people from Cork City
Who were loyal, true and faithful
Who brought home the Fenian prisoners
From dying in foreign nations
And it's there you'll see the pipers
And the fiddlers competing
And the sporting wheel of fortune
And the four and twenty quarters
And there's others without scruple
Pelting wattles at poor Maggie
And her father well contented
And he gazing at his daughter
And it's there you'll see the jockeys
And they mounted on so stably
The pink, the blue, the orange, and green
The colors of our nation
The time it came for starting
All the horses seemed impatient
Their feet they hardly touched the ground
The speed was so amazing!
Imtheochaidh soir is siar
A dtainig ariamh
An ghealach is an ghrian
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh an ghealach's an ghrian
An Daoine og is a chail 'na dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Imtheochaidh a dtainig ariamh
An duine og is a chail ne dhiadh
Fol lol the doh fol the day
Fol the doh fol the day
Waiting human dung
To start playing homeric Fol de Rol
She glides, she strides in kitchens Homeric
Giant Homeric fol de Rol
Fol de Rol
Homogeneous
Check waistband, laughing
With helper in high-vis yellow coat
With nothing heigh Ho metal!
Whack fol lol le rah!
Whack fol lol le rah!
Tim mavourneen, why did you die?
Arrah, hold your gob, said Patty Megee
Whack fol, de, dah
Now, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth, they told ye lots of fun
At Finnegan's wake
Then Maggie O'Connor took up the job
"Arrah", biddy says, she ye're wrong, I'm sure
Biddy then gave her a belt on the gob
And left her sprawling on the floor
There the war did soon engage
Woman to woman and man to man
Shillelah law was all the rage
An a row and a ruction soon began
Whack fol, de, dah
Now, dance to your partner
Welt the floor, your trotters shake
Wasn't it the truth, they told ye lots of fun
At Finnegan's wake
Then Mickey Maloney raised his head
When a bottle of whiskey flew at him
It missed him falling on the bed
The liquor scattered over Tim
Tim revives, see how he rises
Timothy rising from the bed
Then Whirl your whiskey around
Like blazes Thanum an Dhul
Do ye think I'm dead?
You followed me to Texas, you followed me to Utah
We didn't find it there so we moved on
Then you went with me to A-la-bam'
Things looked good in Birmingham
We didn't find it there so we moved on
I know you're tired of fol-low-ing
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things
My elusive dreams
You had my child in Memphis then I heard of work in Nashville
But we didn't find it there so we moved on
To a small farm in Nebraska, to a gold mine in Alaska
We didn't find it there so we moved on
I know you're tired of fol-low-in'
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things
My elusive dreams
Now we've left A-las-ka because there was no gold mine
But this time only two of us moved on
And now all we have is each other and a little memory
To cling to and still you won't let me go on alone
I know you're tired of following
My elusive dreams and schemes
For they're only fleeting things
My elusive dreams
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