The Boys Of Fairhill

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Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

The smell on Patrick’s Bridge is wicked
How does Father Matthew stick it?
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

The Blarney hens don’t lays at all
And when they lays they lays ’em small
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

The Blackpool girls are very rude
They go swimming in the nude
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

Blackpool boys are very nice
I have tried them once or twice
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

If you come to Cork you’ll get drisheen
Murphy’s stout and pigs crubeens
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

Well, Christy Ring he hooked the ball
We hooked him up, balls and all
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

The smell on Patrick’s Bridge is wicked
How does Father Matthew stick it?
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill
Here’s up them all says the boys of Fairhill

This is a street song from Cork. As sung by The Wolfe Tones on the album Till Ireland A Nation.