Push for PORTER

Ye maids of Dulhallow who are anxious for courtin'
a word of advice I will give unto ye
proceed to the Banteeer to the athletic sporting
and hand in your names to the Club Committee
but do not reveal any part of your program
till the carriage you see flyin' over the hill
all down through the valleys and glens of Kilcorney
with the Muskerry sportsman, the Bold Thady Quill

For ramblin for rovin for football and sportin'
for drinkin' black porter as fast as you fill
in all your days rovin' you'll find none so jovial
as the Muskerry sportsman the Bold Thady Quill

Old Thady was famous in many other places;
At the athletic contest held out in Clonroe
He won the long jump without throwing off his braces,
Goin' fifty-four feet every sweep he would throw.
At the pullin' o' the weight there was a Dublin man foremost,
But Thady outreached and exceeded him still,
And all around the field rang the wild ringing chorus:
"Here's luck to our hero, the bold Thady Quill!"

At the great hurling match between Cork and Tipperary
t'was played in the park on the banks of the Lee
our own darling boys were afraid of being beaten
so they sent for Bold Thady to Ballinagree
well he hurled the ball left and right in their faces
and showed those Tipperary boys action and skill
If they came near his lines he swore he would brain them
And the papers were full of the praise of Thade Quill.

At the Cork Exhibition there was a fair maiden
whose fortune exceeded one million or more
but a mystery virus had floored her completely
and medical treatment had failed o'er and o'er
"Ah mother", says she, "sure I know what'll ease me
and cure a disease that can certainly kill
forget your cocooning and self-isolation
I'd rather one jump from the Bold Thady Quill

In the year ninety-one, before Parnell was taken,
Bould Thad was outrageously breaking the peace.
He got a short sentence for causin' commotion,
And six months hard labour for beatin' police.
But in spite of coercion he's still agitatin'.
Ev'ry drop of his life's blood he's ready to spill,
To gain for old Ireland complete liberation,
"Till then, I've no peace" says the bold Thady Quill.