The following is from the singing of Dick Hogan on his fine album "Wonders of the World". There might be a few errors in there but you'll get the gist. Hopefully someone who knows the Geography of Cork City better than me can clear up the place names.

THE NIGHT THE GOAT BROKE LOOSE ON GRAND PARADE

Well, Paddy McGinty bought a house, and lived in Sunday's Well,
Situated on the north side of the Lee.
Well, he lived all alone in his cosy little home,
So he bought a goat to keep him company.
Well, says Paddy to the goat, "For you I'll buy a coat,
And a visit to Cork city we will pay",
But the goat kicked up a mountain when he saw the Barrack fountain,
On the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade.

CHORUS: Well, on the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade,
All the people of Cork city got afraid,
And the shouts went through the country, that The Glen had won the County
On the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade.

Well, Mary Ellen Warner stood at Woodford Boden's corner,
Sayin' “I'll catch a train to Dublin or I'll die”,
But the goat came up behind her and he gave her such a winder
She hadn't time to bid her friends goodbye.
And Mary Ann Fitzgibbons got her drawers all torn to ribbons
Running to the Munster Arcade,
And it was a sad bereavement when she landed on the pavement
On the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade.

CHORUS: Well, on the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade,
Mary Anne Fitzgibbons got afraid.
She went haring down the Coal Quay
On the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade.

Well, the people up in Barracka, when they heard the dreadful news,
They all swore out in vengeance what they'd do,
So they lined the street in batches, armed with saws and hatchets,
But when the goat appeared, they all withdrew.
Now the goat came through a door, roaring like a whore,
Followed by Cork city fire brigade,
And 'twas at the South dock Pier, where he landed in the Weir
And was never seen again on Grand Parade.

CHORUS: Well, on the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade,
All the people of Cork city got afraid,
Connie Doyle and Cathy Barry took a sidecar out to Blarney,
On the night the goat broke loose on Grand Parade.