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from thady quill

from Thady Quill

Ye maids of Dunhallow who're anxious for courting

A word of advice I will give unto ye

Proceed to Banteer to the athletic sporting

And hand in your names to the club committee

And never commence any part of your programme

Till the carriage you see flying over the hill

Right down through the valleys and glens of Kilcorney

With our own darling sportsman the bold Thady Quill

At the great hurling match between Cork and Tipperary

'Twas played in the park on the banks of the Lee

Our own darling lads were afraid of being beaten

So they sent for bold Thady to Ballinalee

He hurled the ball right and left in their faces

And showed the Tipperary men action and skill

If they came in his way sure he would certainly brain them

And the papers were full of the praise of Thady Quill

At the Cork Exhibition there was a young lady

Whose fortune exceeded a million or more

But a bad constitution had ruined her completely

And medical treatment could yield her no more

Oh Mother, says she, sure I know what will ease me

And kill this disease which is threatening to kill

Give over your doctors and medical treatment

I'd rather one hoult from the bold Thady Quill