My name’s Duncan Campbell from the shire of Argyll
I’ve travelled this country the many’s the mile
I’ve travelled through Ireland, Scotland and all
And the name I go under’s bold Erin-go-bragh
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

One night in Auld Reekie as I walked down the street
A saucy big polis I chanced for to meet
He glowered in my face and he give me some jaw
Sayin’ “When cam’ ye over, bold Erin-go-bragh?”
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

“Well I am not a Pat though in Ireland I’ve been
Nor am I a Paddy though Ireland I’ve seen
But were I a Pat, now, well what’s that at all?
For there’s many’s the bold hero from Erin-go-bragh”
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

“Well I know you’re a Pat by the cut of your hair
But you all turn to Scotsmen as soon as you’re here
You left your ain country for breaking the law
And we’re seizing all stragglers from Erin-go-bragh”
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

“Were I a Pat and you knew it were true
Or were I the devil, then what’s that to you?
Were it not for the stick that you hold in your claw
I would show you a game played in Erin-go-bragh”
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

Then the big lump of blackthorn that I held in my fist
Around his big body I made it to twist
And the blood from his napper I quickly did draw
And paid him stock-and-interest for Erin-go-bragh
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

Then the people came around like a flock of wild geese
Crying “Catch that mad bastard, he’s killed the police”
for every friend I had I’ll swear he had twa
It was terrible hard times for Erin-go-bragh
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

But I came to a wee boat that sailed in the Forth
And I packed up my gear and I steered for the North
Fareweel to Auld Reekie, you polis and all
And the devil go with you, cries Erin-go-bragh
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day

So come all you young people, wherever you’re from
I don’t give a damn to what place you belong
I come from Argyll in the Highlands so braw
But I ne’er took it ill being called Erin-go-bragh
With me folderol-diddle-i-derdil-i-day


“Erin Go Bragh” is a Scottish song about the experience of Irish people in Britain. Although it is mainly associated with Dick Gaughan, Irvine first heard it sung by Ian ‘Jock’ Manuel in the Bluebell pub in Hull about 1964.



  1. Thank you for putting the lyrics up here. It’s a lovely song. It’s not really about Irish people’s experience in Scotland, though. Argyll is in the Highlands of Scotland, so the song is about a Highland Scotsman mistaken for an Irishman by a Lowland Scotsman. The song criticizes discrimination and bigotry in general and makes the point that all people should be treated equally no matter where they come from.


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