Boys Of Fairhill Lyrics

Boys Of Fairhill

Chorus:

The smell on Patrick's Bridge is wicked

How does Faher
Matthew stick it?

Here's up them all says the boys of Fair hill



Come boys, spend a day with our Harrier Club so gay:

The cry of the
hounds it will make your heart thrill

And, when you hear Conan Doyle say:
the Amoured Car has won today,"

Here's up 'em all say the boys of Fair
Hill



First you go to Fahy's well for a drink of pure clean
water

The finest spot on earth sure the angels do say

Where
thousands came across the foam, just to view the Blarney Stone

Which can
be seen from the groves of Fair Hill



First you go to Quinlan's pub
- that is where you join our club

Where around us in gallons the porter
does flow

First they tap a half-a-tierce and drink a health to Dashwood's
race;

That's the stuff to give 'em say the boys of Fair Hill



Come boys and spend a day with our Hurling Club so gay

The clash of
the ash it will make your heart thrill;

The Rockies thought that they
were stars, till they meet the Saint Finbarr's

Here's up 'em all say the
boys of Fair Hill