[G]Come, boys, and you'll see[Am] lads and lassies[D] full of glee.
[G]Famous for[D] all they will[C] make your heart[D]
thrill.
The[G] boys they won't harm you and the[Am] girls they will[D] charm you.
[G]Here's up 'em[D] all, says the[C]
boys[D] of Fair[G] Hill.
Come, boys, spend a day with our Harrier Club today.
The cry of the hounds it will make your heart thrill.
And
when you hear Conny Doyle say "the Armoured Car has won the day,"
Here's up 'em all say the boys of Fair Hill.
First you go to Fahy's well for a drink of pure spring 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.
Next you go to Quinlan's pub. That is where you join our club,
Where round us in gallons the porter does flow.
First
they tap a half-tierce and drink a health to Dashwodd's race.
That's the stuff to give them, says 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 met the Saint Finbarre's
Here's up ‘em.....
