"The Boys Of Fair Hill" lyrics
"The Boys Of Fair Hill"
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
The smell on Patrick's Bridge is wicked
How does Father Matthew stick it?
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
Well, Blarney hens don't laze at all
And when they lays they lays 'em small
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
Well, Blackpool girls are very rude
They go swimmin' in the nude
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
Blackpool boys are very nice
I have tried 'em once or twice
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
If you come to Cork you'll get drisheen
Murphy's stout and pigs crubeens
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
Well, Christy Ring he hooked the ball
We hooked him up, then balls and all
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
The smell on Patrick's Bridge is wicked
How does Father Matthew stick it?
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
"Here's up them all!" says the boys of Fair Hill
Writer(s): Traditional, Dan Kennedy, Liam Harris
- AZLyrics
- W
- The Wolfe Tones Lyrics
album:
"Till Ireland A Nation" (1974)
You May Also Like
Christy Moore - "Back Home In Derry" In 1803 we sailed out to sea
Out from the sweet town of Derry
For Australia bound if we didn't all drown
The marks of our fetters we carried
In the rusty iron chains we cried for our wanes
Our good...
The Saw Doctors - "I Useta Lover" I have fallen for another she can make her own way home
And even if she asked me now I'd let her go alone
But I use to see her up the chapel when she went to Sunday mass
And when she'd go to receive,...
The Pogues - "The Irish Rover" On the fourth of July eighteen hundred and six
We set sail from the sweet cove of Cork
We were sailing away with a cargo of bricks
For the grand city hall in New York
'Twas a wonderful craft, she was...
The High Kings - "The Rocky Road To Dublin" In the merry month of June from me home I started
Left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted
Saluted Father dear, kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
Then...
Flogging Molly - "Devil's Dance Floor" Her breath began to speak
As she stood right in front of me
The colour of her eyes
Were the colour of insanity
Crushed beneath her wave
Like a ship, I could not reach the shore
We're all just dancers...