[Verse]
The Bansha peelers went one night ,
On duty and patrolling oh,
And they met a goat upon the road,
And took him for being a-strolling oh.

And with bayonets fixed they sallied forth,
And caught him by the wizen oh,
And then they swore a mighty oath,
They'd send him off to prison oh

[Chorus]
A hAon, Dó, Trí, Ceathair,
"A higgledy-giggle, let go of me leg or I’ll hook-a-ya with me horn oh,
A diddley-dee-a let go of me or I'll leave ya bruised and torn oh."

[Verse]
"Oh mercy, sir!" the goat replied ,
"Come let me tell my story oh
I am no rogue or ribbonman,
No croppy, Whig or Tory oh.

And I'm guilty not of any crime ,
Or pеtty, high treason oh
Me tribe is wantin’ at this time,
For this is rantin' season O".

[Chorus]
A hAon, Dó, Trí, Ceathair,
"A higgledy-giggle, let go of me leg or I’ll hook-a-ya with me horn oh,
A diddley-dee-a let go of me or I'll leave ya bruised and torn oh."

[Verse]
"Oh, it is in vain for to complain,
Or give your tongue such bridle oh,
You're absent from your dwelling place,
Disorderly and idle oh.

And your hoary locks will not prevail,
Nor your sublime or-a-tation oh
For Peeler's Act will you transport,
On your own information oh."

[Chorus]
A hAon, Dó, Trí, Ceathair,
"A higgledy-giggle, let go of me leg or I’ll hook-a-ya with me horn oh,
A diddley-dee-a let go of me or I'll leave ya bruised and torn oh."

[Verse]
"No penal laws I did transgress,
By deed or combination oh,
I have no certain place of rest,
No home or habitation oh.

But Bansha is my dwelling place,
Where I was bred and born oh,
I’m descended from an honest race,
That’s all the trade I've learned oh."

[Chorus]
A hAon, Dó, Trí, Ceathair,
"A higgledy-giggle, let go of me leg or I’ll hook-a-ya with me horn oh,
A diddley-dee-a let go of me or I'll leave ya bruised and torn oh."

[Verse]
"Oh, the consequence be what it will,
A peeler's power I'll let you know,
I’ll handcuff you in all events,
And march you off to Bridewell oh.

And sure there you rogue, you can't deny,
Before the judge or jury oh,
Intimidation with your horns,
And threatening me with fury oh."

[Chorus]
A hAon, Dó, Trí, Ceathair,
"A higgledy-giggle, let go of me leg or I’ll hook-a-ya with me horn oh,
A diddley-dee-a let go of me or I'll leave ya bruised and torn oh."

[Verse]
"I'll make no doubt but but you're drunk,
With whiskey, rum or brandy oh,
Or you wouldn't have such gallant spunk,
To be so bold and manly oh.

For you readily would let me pass,
If I had money handy oh,
For to treat you to a poitín glass,
'Tis then I'd be a-dandy oh."

[Chorus]
"A higgledy-giggle, let go of me leg or I’ll hook-a-ya with me horn oh,
A diddley-dee-a let go of me or I'll leave ya bruised and torn oh.".