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	As I rode down to Galway Town to seek for recreation
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	On the seventeenth of August, me mind being elevated
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	There were multitudes assembled with their tickets at the station
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	Me eyes began to dazzle and I'm going to see the races
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	With me whack fol-da-da, fol-da-diddly-ida-day


	There were passengers from Limerick and more from Tipperary
	Boys from Connemara and the flair of married ladies
	People from Cork City who were loyal, true and faithful
	Who brought home the Fenian prisoners from dying in foreign nations
	With me whack fol-de-do, fol-da-diddly-ida-day


	It's there you'll see the pipers and the fiddelers competing
	The nimble-footed dancers a-tripping o'er the daisies
	There were others crying cigars and likes, and bills for all the races
	With the colours of the jockeys and the price and horses' ages
	With me whack fol-de-do, fol-da-diddly-ida-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 me whack fol-de-do, fol-da-diddly-ida-day


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        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 sportsman hospitality and induce fresh aquaintance
	With me whack fol-de-do, fol-da-diddly-ida-day

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