Come on boys and you'll see
Lads and lasses full of glee
Famous for all, they will make your heart thrill
The boys, they will not harm you
The girls, they will not charm you
Here's up them all says the Boys of Fairhill

Come on, boys, and spend a day
With our Harrier Club so gay
The cry of the hounds it will make your heart thrill
When you hear Quinlan say
“Charming Jock has won the day”
Here's up them all says the Boys of Fairhill

Come on, boys, and spend a day
With our Bowling Club so gay
The arc of the bowl it will make your heart thrill
When you hear the Shea boy say
“Jimmy Delaney's won the day”
Here's up them all says the Boys of Fairhill

Now come on up to Fahy's Well
For a pint of pure spring water
The grandest place of all, sure the angels do sing
Thousands come from o'er the foam
Just to kiss that Blarney Stone
Which can be viewed from the groves of Fairhill.

Come on down to Quinlan's pub,
That is where you join our club
Round us in gallons the porter does flow
First we'll tap the half a tierce
Drink a health to Dashwood's place
That's the stuff to give ‘em says the Boys of Fairhill,