I have a different set of lyrics to the "unreal" version of this song.
I tried to transcribe it from an Irish Weavers recording.
Can somebody help me with the first line? What I wrote down is what I think I heard, but it does not make a lot of sense.
Thanks, MudGuard


THE BOYS OF FAIRHILL

So Shannon needs those anvil slaves
The river meets those underneath

Chorus

Hails of them all,
Says the boys of Fair Hill

The stink on Patrick's bridge is wicked
How does Father Matthew stick it

Well thousands come across the world
Just to kiss that Blarney stone

And if you want to join our club
Just come along to Murphy's pub