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\selectlanguage{english}
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\songcolumns{2}
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\beginsong{Galway Races}[by=Traditional]
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\beginverse
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\[C]As I went down to Galway Town
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To seek for recreation
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On the\[Am] seventeenth of August
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Me\[G] mind being eleva\[C]ted
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There were passengers assem\[G]bled
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With their\[Am] tickets at the\[C] station
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And me eyes began to\[Em] dazzle
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And they\[Am] off to see the races
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\endverse
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\beginchorus
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With me\[C] wack fol the\[G] do fol
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The\[Am] diddle idle day
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\endchorus
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\beginverse
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There were passengers from Limerick
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And passengers from Nenagh
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The boys of Connemara
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And the Clare unmarried maiden
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There were people from Cork City
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Who were loyal, true and faithful
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Who brought home the Fenian prisoners
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From dying in foreign nations
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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And it's there you'll see the pipers
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And the fiddlers competing
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And the sporting wheel of fortune
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And the four and twenty quarters
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And there's others without scruple
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Pelting wattles at poor Maggie
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And her father well contented
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And he gazing at his daughter
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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And it's there you'll see the jockeys
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And they mounted on so stably
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The pink, the blue, the orange, and green
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The colors of our nation
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The time it came for starting
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All the horses seemed impatient
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Their feet they hardly touched the ground
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The speed was so amazing!
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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There was half a million people there
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Of all denominations
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The Catholic, the Protestant, the Jew, the Presbyterian
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Yet there was no animosity
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No matter what persuasion
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But failte hospitality
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Inducing fresh acquaintance
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\endverse
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\endsong
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