The words to the final verse (at least as sung by my dad who reputedly knew the Pecker from various Fleadhs) go ...

There's a hairy ass fair in the County Clare in a place they call Spancil Hill Where my brother James took up a rap on the hames and poor Paddy they tried to kill They bundled him up on an ass and a car while Big Kate and Wee Mary looked on Bad luck to the day that you went away to join with the tinker clan

Sweeney's Men recorded a version on their eponymous first album.