Three Jolly Sneaksmen Songtext
von Martin Carthy

Three jolly sneaksmen they all went out
To rob and to plunder without any doubt
Coach and six come riding by
Stop stop coachman they all did cry

(Sing) Whack fol the day
Diddle ol the day
Whack fol the doll o
Diddle ol the day

Three jolly sneaksmen they come to the coach
Three pretty fair maids there they did approach
Three pretty maids cries what shall we do
Give us all your money and we won′t hurt you

(Sing) Whack fol the day
Diddle ol the day
Whack fol the doll o
Diddle ol the day


Five hundred pounds they have got in gold
Five hundred pounds such a sight to behold
Silver topped cane and a gold lace cap
Such a fine haul for the sneaksmen to snap

(Sing) Whack fol the day
Diddle ol the day
Whack fol the doll o
Diddle ol the day

Three jolly sneaksmen in Hyde Park Street
Three blue-coated gentlemen they happened for to meet
Tap 'em on the shoulder one two three
Three jolly sneaksmen come along a me

(Sing) Whack fol the day
Diddle ol the day
Whack fol the doll o
Diddle ol the day

Sizes and sessions are soon drawing near
Three jolly sneaksmen at the bar appear
Judge casts around with a rolling eye
Three jolly sneaksmen bound for to die


(Sing) Whack fol the day
Diddle ol the day
Whack fol the doll o
Diddle ol the day

Three jolly sneaksmen mount the gallows tree
Jack Ketch he come along just as soon as they
Took all their togs and their rhino too
Three jolly sneaksmen bid the world adieu

(Sing) Whack fol the day
Diddle ol the day
Whack fol the doll o
Diddle ol the day